Time Running Out
10 minutes
10 minutes till everything goes black
10 minutes till we die a painless...
Bullshit, what is painless
No pain, no painless, no nothing
Death
Death is pain
All our lives, everything will just go down into a drain
You want death means you experienced pain
Drain, one endless drain of life that everyone goes down
All die at some point, just not everyone die of their own choice
Suicides are better though, you choose your fate,
You choose when to go
Pain is the reason behind suicides
The reason as to why we have 10 minutes
9 minutes
9 minutes till everything goes black
9 minutes till we won't be here in this world
We will be somewhere else
Somewhere we belong, where nobody remembers who we are
Our life was nothing more than a mere scar
A scar on world that we inhibited for so... short... long... time...
Time is nothing more than a meaningless work of a mime
Time is the reason as to why we have 9 minutes
8 minutes
8 minutes till everything goes black
8 minutes till time stops
Deep breaths taken
Shaken voices spoken
Meaningless voices that are nothing more than a waste of air
Stop staring, go back to your porch, lay back, sit on your chair
Mind your own business
Oh wait I forgot you are human
Can do nothing more than give us a glare
Can do nothing more than stick your nose in everything that doesn't matter
When everything that does, matters not
And everybody like us go splatter
It's people like you that is the reason as to why we have 8 minutes
7 minutes
7 minutes till everything goes black
7 minutes till we lose memories of those we once cared about
Caring...
Caring is barely bearing everyone else except for that one
That one who is now standing next to you
Shedding tears yet slowly nodding
Pointing out that time is running out
Those we care about are usually the reasons as to why we are who
Who we are and where we are at the moment like this
Who we are and with whom we are standing at the moment like this
The reason as to why we have 7 minutes
6 minutes
6 minutes till everything goes black
6 minutes till tears will stop flowing and blood will cover streets
Looking back at our life, all I see are empty sheets
Empty, blank, meaningless, slowly filling the paper with drops
Drops one by one of red
Dark red liquid on those empty sheets shred
Time is running out for us
That redness that is running through our veins
The thing that keeps us alive
The thing that we don't care about and we don't need
We take it for granted, yet we don't even realize that we can easily dispose of it and take an easy way out
That thing we don't need is the reason behind why we have 6 minutes and not 5
5 minutes
5 minutes till everything goes black
5 minutes till the world will turn from color
Into the world of black and white
Where everything is the same and equal
Equal
Isn't that what people desire
Isn't equality the reason behind so many actions
And here we are solving that problem
And here we are realizing that all you have to do is give up
Taking an easy way out
People laugh at us, pity us
Not realizing that we are right and they are wrong
What does it matter
Right or wrong
Time is running out for us
Soon enough this torture will be done and thus
No need to struggle just face the horror that is so called death
Death is pain
Death is solution
Death is a miracle
The reason as to why we don't have 5 minutes left and do 4
4 minutes
4 minutes till everything goes black
4 minutes till people start gathering
Soon enough we will go down clattering
To face our final challenge
That ground down there so far away that will soon be right at our faces
People say that their life flies by in front of their eyes
Yet we will be the ones flying and life will lay itself out for us to see
We finally will be free
Freedom is the reason as to why we don't have 4 minutes left and do 3
3 minutes
3 minutes till everything goes black
3 minutes till we will look at the world upside down
Flying through time and space
To go anywhere, simply to escape this place
Some people would say, this is the time to say our final prayer
Don't get me wrong on any of this
But I'm not exactly religious and I'm not looking up to God to find bliss
One second I stand the next I am gone
Gone with the wind and by dawn
Disappear and out of existence
No one will notice though
Everyone so blind that to all of them I am simply Jane Doe
And since we are Jane or John Doe nobody will care
Nobody will claim us as their
The reason as to why we don't have 3 minutes left and do 2
2 minutes
2 minutes till everything goes black
2 minutes till there won't be no turn back
I was always wearing a mask
Pretending to show who I really was when all I ever was
Was a pretentious prick
I was just being to everyone a complete dick
Pushing people away as a self-defence
Being just super tense
Not able to build up any confidence
Being bullied hard as a kid
I was trying to get back at everyone who wasn't involved
And yet, that didn't do much
All my problems still laying there unsolved
But there is no thing as such
Nothing is unsolved, I got it all under control
That is the reason as to why I don't have 2 minutes left and I do 1
1 minute
1 minute till everything goes black
1 minute till the roof will be far behind
I am ready now and I will take this step
Off this roof into my fate
This life that I don't need no more, I hate
And I can wait no longer, can't wait for the minute to run out
I take a step and off the edge i go, hearing voices behind me
Not understanding what they mean and so I flee
The ground was coming way too fast
And I thought, if I survive this, I will need more than one cast
Yet, I thought of that, but the speed was too much that I couldn't even make out any of my life
Then I remembered that my life was nothing more than a mere scar, a blank sheet
My heart skipped a beat
Shit...
I realize when it's too late
I don't want to die
Not this way not today
But it was now a bit too late
Since I went face first into my fate
And my time.
Had now.
Ran out.