The Time Until I Die
How much longer will it last?
How much farther will I go
I know I can do better
But what I will, I will not know
It used to be so little
The mess that I had made
But now I feel it deeper
First the pain and now the blade.
Still not as bad as others
How much longer can I say
They matter not, the marks I make
Now I hear them screaming
Both my mind and mass of fears
But now it's growing smaller
And larger are the tears
I'm less afraid of dying
Though more this, I should be
This strong will to keep crying
It tears and pulls at me
How much longer will this be?
The sorrows kept inside of me
How much longer 'til the end?
The breaking point; my bitter friend
How much longer, still I ask
The situations pain at grasp
I grasp this blade, that final night
No more time to make it right
Now more time to win the fight that must be won
How much longer can I take?
Before I say goodbye
How much longer will I cry?
How much longer will it last?
The time until I die.
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