[ WP ] Once A Day Somebody You Know Dies

Another one's gone and I just keep waiting for my turn. I know it's going to come sometime, but right now sooner would be better than later. I'm not a young man anymore, but I guess that's why this is happening. 
 
 I did n't ask to live this long, but I guess that's something I ca n't really complain about. It's just selfish. But I ca n't help being selfish anymore, I miss my friends. I do n't have that much left, and I'm losing more every day. 
 
 People always say time is precious, but what happens when I'm not sure I want it anymore. Why should I get the time so many others were denied? Why could n't we share it? 
 
 I love my family, but friends are something special. We were from the same time, me and them. But now, I'm just a relic of the past. The only interesting thing about me now is that I'm still going. I'm like an old clock, everyone's surprised I'm still ticking. But sooner or later that ticking is going to stop. 
 
 What happens when the ticking stops? I guess that's the question that everyone wants to find out the answer to. Does it start again, like the hands of the clock always eventually returning to midnight. Or do all the voices eventually fade away until all that's left is just the sound of one ticking clock, my clock. The hands spinning slowly around the face, until the time when we all come to rest and all that's left is silence.
