It's Time

The clock's ticking at 3:17, the weather feels low,

The night has been just too long. 

Looking at the bright moon through the window,

All I feel like is deep and sad, yet a sweet song.

I don't know what to feel,

Emptiness or despair, can't say what fits the best.

All of me that is still left to heal,

Is slowly going numb like the rest.

It's hard to say what I am now,

Was I really destined to go on top?

What path shall I choose and how?

All I'd like now is to just stop. 

Sleep? What are you even saying?

What is rest, repair, and relaxation? I had forgotten those.

Tired of trying, tired of forcing,

All I get is the same fate I once chose.

Who are you there? What is your game?

Are you searching for something in my dark corner?

Will you save me? Or will you ruin my name?

Why so quiet? Are you just another mourner?

I feel so much warm and close to you,

But I see you standing far and still.

Watching and observing, looking for a clue,

I can feel you taking over my will.

My time here was as amazing as it seems,

This is my last journey, I'm in a really bad state.

To the land of misery or to the land of dreams,

Come on hurry up, it's time, I don't wanna wait