Regrets

Life stands still.
Time has frozen.
The words you whispered,
Should never have been spoken.

Lick your wounds,
Then seal them shut.
The line that holds you up,
Will soon be cut.

Wrap the noose around your neck.
Hold your breath and count to ten.
The crowd before you screams,
"You deserve it, Ben!"

So now you know,
Never mess with me.
You die each night,
As you star in my dreams.