I sit up, clutching at my chest. Christ, it hurts! The last thing I remember is... What is the last thing?

I was at the cabin. Gina and I were arguing. What did I do this time? Think, dammit!

She had a gun. She screamed and cried. I remember that much, …

A storm is approaching

it’s on the horizon

so cover your eyes now

and consume your poison

The harsh winds are blowing

the clouds are rolling in

the good Lord turns his back

as you commit your sins

Run from your problems

run so far away

it makes …