A Car, A Torch, A Death

2:15

in and out 

deep and filled with doubt.

breathing steadily, 

my pulse was quickening readily.

entering your room,

for me would mean certain death.

but there is no way I can stand by

and let him take your last breath.

What if i cannot save you?

What if I cannot stop him?

There is no "at least i tried,"

because this time, that would mean you died.