Racing Through My Veins

I sit patiently staring at the wall
Listening to the clock tick slowly
Waiting for a sign
Glancing every now and again
In every other direction
Always returning to the clock
Listening to its deadly sound
Every tick leads me closer to the end
I hear the wind pick up outside
Something I'll really miss
I can feel it racing through my veins
I begin to close my eyes
It's completely dark now
All I hear is the ticking of the clock
Bringing me to the final end