Race Against Time - The end !

It's just a race, a race against time.
To show that you're cheery and fine.
When in fact you're breaking inside.
Your feeling you mask, try to hide.



You feel it gnawing at you from within.
All feels right, all is nothing but a sin.
Voices in your head, creating a din.
Just want to dump it all away into a bin.



Just drop it all and walk away.
Look yourself in the eye and say.
That it's all just going to be alright.
There's no joy, only endless plight.
Inner demons hound, you're unable to fight.
Vision's blurred, of a goal, you've lost sight.
There's gloom, only darkness of the night.
Try to infuse spirit, gather some might.




It all just seems so in vain.
Every shred of hope is slain.
Every moment driving you insane.
Your heart is wreathing, full of pain.
There's nothing to lose, even lesser to gain.



All that could ever be lost, has been.
Every escape route blocked by a screen.
It's as if you're standing at life's brink.
There is no other, you're just going to sink.



It's a curtain of despair unfurled.
It's like the end of your world.
You just try to shut your eyes.
And pretend that all is lies.


There is just no escape.
Only more despondence, grief to drape.
Day after day, slowly along you scrape.
You conclude that it can never mend.
All happy messages futile to send.
Just shut your eyes, bring all to an end.