More Time
All I wanted was time.
All I wanted was a second more.
All I ever needed was one last look.
Before death came crashing down the door.
Anyone couldn't ask for better.
But I still feel like I've been tricked.
And as I feel the fates have been misplaced.
And the joke was something sick.
All I wanted was one last kiss.
Or even a kiss goodbye.
But now I'll have an eternity to ponder.
And ask that fated question why.
Why is nothing ever fair?
And why was it only me?
Why are you in the living realm?
Where time forbids me to be?
A little more time so I could breath.
And another reason to smile.
I want the time of perfection back.
When everything felt worthwhile.
Another moment just to be.
And another moment of that silence, being understood.
But now I have no choice.
A minion under death's hood.
I served my one life to live.
It's time of me to die.
Yet I can't help wanting more time.
And resisting my own urge to cry.
The morbidness of it all.
I cannot look away.
As the life and breath leave,
I slip down the long dark hall.
The long dark hall to eterinity.
As dark and uncertain as the grave.
I'm holding on for dear life.
As a silent goodbye is bade.
Remembering all that was to come.
As dense as what is to be.
I want just a little more time.
As I leave the behind the ghost of you and me.