• Watching time roll by is my favorite passtime.
    Everything flys by really fast, life is in a hurry constantly
    it changes from one season to the next and yet, I'm am always left behind
    Why can't I ever be a part of time, a part of humanity
    I am it's kin but it doesn't acknowlege are relationship


    I feel alive and euphoria hits me every now and then
    but then fate comes along with her arrogance and knocks me down
    this time it seems I won't be able to get up
    This time I won't say "I will not be your victim"
    Now i know i should of never been afraid to fall
    this time i won't be afraid to go under the world and drown
    I should of never fought for my redemption when this would be
    my outcome in the end.


    After all this is a part of disappearing I thought
    First you stop talking, and then people stop hearing you
    and when the hearing stops
    they eventually stop seeing you
    and soon your gone altogether.

    It's my last resort, going away
    I can't face the inevitable
    This all simply confirmed that I wasn't truly here in the first place.

    I crawl away and hide as my last seconds vanish
    I know I shouldn't say it but the words are itching to be said
    "When I'm gone, i want the world to know that i didn't go easily i fought time and time again but I soon grew weary of this repetive cycle in the cold hands of life"

    Such sweet last words I thought
    no one was around to acknowlege them but I knew
    it was important to say them to hold on to the last leaf of existance.

    I stand up fast
    Nothing to hold back now
    its time to loose myself to fate
    I wondered if bliss awaited me
    I hoped so
    this was my last wish....