Tic. Toc.

Tic.

Toc.

Time is slowing down,
It's as if it's waiting for the endgame,
We're getting closer and closer,
It's time to end the pain.

I crumble under the commotion,
I hear voices which cannot be traced.
It's too late for caution,
I need to be braver.

I stand between two worlds,
The clepsydra's dropping on me,
The trace is going cold,
It's way too far to see.

But I try so hard.
I want it to end with honor,
With a slight chance of success,
I cannot hide behind a cover.

I can't only shout the name of the sacred scrolls,
I must stand as one and all,
And as the future unfolds,
There won't be time left to stall.

I can tell he is here,
The gates will be opening soon,
I feel something, but it's not fear.

It might be burning sand.