Six Years Locked Clock

Once more, behind the curtain
Ripping and crawling through the air
Bleed my fingers,
Running across a wooden stage
Nervous,
A snow bound hurts me with its dance
Cold, and bored so they live
Feeding, and crawling they survive
Inhale time, exhale appearance of interest
Do they paint their life,
Or just they feed their appetite?
Dreaming I see and I fill with curiosity
With fragments of hate
With emotions for all I care
Too long, I have been inhaling your
Misery you know,
I'm escaping, and nothing more
Felt asleep, nowhere to run
I stood up, time like sand in my hands
Around me, walking broken pictures
In need of innocence given awareness
Watching you cold boil breathing
What tomorrow if nothing today?
Dreaming I see and I fill with curiosity
With fragments of hate,
With emotions for all I care
Too long, I have been inhaling your
Misery you know,
I'm escaping, and nothing more