Cursed-Stithed Time-Piece

Crosses and x's burns and hexes Thread and rope nooses and cross stitch Thread of time yet to unwind, to release the sands of time Turn the hour glass to its side and hope to save some time inside Take a single grain of sand, take it not lightly to understand If you take that sand for granted, stitches come undone to show under the mask The noose will slowly tie you down, take you into the hour glass So maybe you could be seen as iconic as a hidden time piece There is no escaping from the sands of time, it chokes you lifeless with it's twine You can try your best to escape, or wait for someone to turn the glass sideways to hold your fate