All i had was one,
Just one match,
was one enough,
It was so cold,
And so dark,
Strike the match,
Then light and warmth,
No, not warmth,
Hot, burning pain,
That's all i could feel,
I tried to call for help,
But no one was there,
I clutched the burnt match,
It was hard to breath,
And my eyes felt heavy,
So i finally close them,
I think i heard sirens,
Before i fell asleep.
