Quickly Passes By

Dreaming the night away, looking for a better day, trying to find the words to say, knowing no more games to play. Walls are closing in on me, this isn't who I want to be, Running away every evening, from the demons in my soul. No where left to go, so I smoke another bowl, and try to take my mind away, to hopefully a better place, all my efforts just a waste, feeling like I just got maced, Like i need my eyes replaced, or I need my mind erased, Why is life so quickly paced? I got to slow it down, ain't no time to mess around, gotta remember what I vowed, to my wife and kids, no more stupid tricks, knowing it'll be hard to quit, I ball my hands into fists, and proceed to slit my wrist, quickly with no resistance, on that knife we call life, as it quickly passes by.