time

not enough hours,

not enough time

to break down my walls

and sift through the grime

not enough hours

to release me from guilt

not enough hours

to unbuild what's been built.

not enough hours

to redeem this lost mind

my time's running out,

don't waste yourself on my bind.

not enough hours

to sort through the pain

deciding what's fruitless

and what's actually gain.

not enough time

to save me, my love.

so focus on saving yourself

for the next strike of the dove.

for one day you'll find

another much better

one day you'll find

that i wear a black letter.

my heart has been given

to a lady named misery

and you won't get it back,

so just drown in commisery.

i'm too far gone

this pit trap has caught me.

don't ensnare yourself too,

you're too valuable, honey.

save yourself from me

so you can save the next sad soul

who is unlucky enough

to fall into this hole.