Broken Time

Here I write another rhyme, amongst the broken time. I drown myself to sleep, just to dream of you. If I continue to weep, will we begin anew? No time for farewell, as I close my eyes. Down into darkness I fell, as I whispered goodbyes. I feel the broken dreams, scratching at my heart. I continue my broken screams, until I fall apart. If death could breathe, it would live through me. I cannot help but to believe, this is the end I see. The whispers surround, drowning me in regret. The end is what I've found, 'tis Death I've met. I've written these last notes, in my final moments. This misery I forever tote, confines me in silence. I've left this note to help me get through, my feigning suicide. I've always loved you, but now the angels have cried. I promise I'll remain true, yet somehow my hope has died...