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Time is a starving tick burrowed in my skull

ripping neurons away with every pull

bleeding me onto every page as I write my own eulogy

Meaningless words to give weight to my worthless name

There is no peace in rest that I've ever known

no place of comfort to call my own

Losing my grip on it all

watching it all fall away

desperately trying to reach

out of this endless dismay

Nowhere to turn to

Nothing will ever be the same

This can't be real

Can't hide away from these feelings of shame

There is no answer

Unable to find someone to help me

This must be the end

A light so far in the distance that I can't see

I can see my demise, it's written in the skies

It lines the walls and enters my lungs when I close my eyes

Suffocating my days, reducing them to a blur

Confining me inside this shrine to my failure

A squirming detestation trying to survive within

I'm waiting for my end to begin

Losing everything that I had

only to fester in pain

What will this make of me?

I'm falling into my grave again

Nowhere to turn to

Nothing will ever be the same

This can't be real

Can't hide away from these feelings of shame

There is no answer

Unable to find someone to help me

This must be the end

A light so far in the distance that I can't see