My Time

Oh,

how I long for Death to me find

but it cannot

or just will not

as if its not my time

or as if this

is my perpetual punishment unwind

to destroy my mind.

Too strong is my mind,

however,

for its own good

that me it binds,

that it keeps me

from crossing that line

which i so eagerly await for

to unwind the time,

to take me from this staled time.

So,

instead i lie here

awake, 

buying my time

until Death I find

or until Death destroys my mind,

which ever one comes first

to unbind me from

the physical barriers of my mind.