Nov 2013
I am losing minutes by the minute.
The numbers fade into dust and
The world goes marching on as
Sun and moon blurring to one.
The light bleeds through to
My silenced eyes when
I close them and try
To pretend that
I still want to
Breathe-
I still want to,
To pretend that.
I close them and try
My silenced eyes when
The light bleeds through to
Sun and moon blurring to one.
The world goes marching on as
The numbers fade into dust and
I am losing minutes by the minute.
The numbers fade into dust and
The world goes marching on as
Sun and moon blurring to one.
The light bleeds through to
My silenced eyes when
I close them and try
To pretend that
I still want to
Breathe-
I still want to,
To pretend that.
I close them and try
My silenced eyes when
The light bleeds through to
Sun and moon blurring to one.
The world goes marching on as
The numbers fade into dust and
I am losing minutes by the minute.
I thought I'd try to make it look like half an hour glass as well. Wanted to bring out how the same situation can have two completely different perspectives.
