Thirteen.
Thirteen fears.
Thirteen haunted years.
Thirteen bitter staining tears.
Thirteen memories linger and leer.
Thirteen days pass as death nears.
Thirteen screams that no one ever hears.
Thirteen foggy futures that never come out clear.
Thirteen cries for help that die when fate sneers.
Thirteen faceless figures that hear all the cries without ears.
Thirteen towering clocks that chime each passing life with dusty gears.
Thirteen windows that never break against the pounding fists and bloody smears.
Thirteen words that echo, echo, echo through the insanity your mind surely bears.