Yet I find
A cold sky
A lost soul
In a mirror
Of time
The clocks face is mine
And yet I find
The end of the line
Inside
All these gears keep turning
Ticking toward the warning
Alarm
And yet I find
I was awake the whole time
Staring into a space
That conquered my mind
The room wasn't spinning
It was my eyes
They were so focused on quitting
Life
Yet I find
Myself crawling
However I wanted to climb
But I'm on the floor of falling
Hardly alive
I don't want to die
But I just might give it a try
Yet I find
Myself stalling
Hoping for a different calling
Than falling on a knife
The sky is so cold
And the mirror just told
My soul a lie
And as the second hand
Whispered to the minutes
How he wished the hours would die
I heard the chime