Tick Tock Tick Tock

I'm falling...

I can feel it happening now.

Too far gone for screams to be heard,

Nothing to help now.

Tick Tock Tick tock

Too deep is the feeling of dejection,

The air's too thin for me.

Tick Tock tick tock

Harbored breaths...cold, clammy hands,

Will help come and find me?

No...its all just a prank,

Nothing but laughter, a sinister sound.

Tick tock tick tock

The image is that of a beaten warrior,

weaved with pain and grief.

tick tock tick tock

Blackouts come and go,

Showing how unfathomable life is.

What can I truly do now?

Stop the clock