it's 3:19 am
the sirens wail in the background as the book he has engaged his focus to causes a tear to slip
he ignores this and continues reading
as the sirens fade a muffled sob is heard from the him
maybe the overwhelming quietness has made his mind drift off the other places
his mind is underneath his grief
his thoughts become poison that slowly start disintegrating him inside
he then laughs and smiles in a devilish way
it's 3:19 am and he is laughing knowing he can't demolish this ever lasting pain
