Last Days of Before
Floating on a sea of dying reality
I’m trying, really, can’t you open your eyes
Locked in the fall, afraid for my life
And you aren’t there to say why this is happening
I am your double running through time
On a downward spiral at the end of everything
Nothing in here is a dream its all nightmares
But at the end I wake up to see that it was true
It will always resolve but not till next time
Pulling and pushing from front and behind
Fixing things isn’t really our job
We here only to observe, hands off
I interfere too much and more with every time
I can’t seem to stop no matter how much I try
Can you heal me? I know I’m supposed to be
The doctor, but not for myself
I’m so lonely can you save me from my box
It’s so small but so large when I’m all alone
You would never lie but the problem is
That people do and if you don’t I’m proud
But I’m running on repeat with no end
To the memory of the last days before...