Chapter 77: Three, Two, One

Chaos In My MindWords: 2578

Fading photographs, forgotten memories,

ticking echoes of long gone centuries

The clock keeps ticking, but I'm stuck in place

The past is a ghost that I can’t seem to face

Was it all for nothing?

Just chasing empty dreams?

Now I'm drowning in the silence, haunted by my screams

3, 2, 1, I’m lost, too much in my own head

Each thought a chain, pulling me deeper into dread

10, 20, 30 minutes, hours turn to days

Wasted in this darkness, caught in this maze

Time slips away, like sand through my fingers

The more I hold on, the more it lingers

A prisoner of my own mind, can't find the key

Locked in my doubts, longing to be free

10, 20, 30 minutes, a lifetime in disguise

Wasted chasing shadows, tears in my eyes

So here I am, another minute lost

Paying for my thoughts, but at what cost?

Fading time, so much regret

Every “what if” and “could have been” I can’t forget

10, 20, 30 minutes, sinking in my thoughts

Counting down the moments, all the battles lost

Was it all a dream, a shadow in the dark?

Now I’m stranded all alone, with a fractured heart

3, 2, 1, too much, slipping through the cracks

Overthinking every moment, can’t find my way back

10, 20, 30 minutes, hours turn to days

Wasted on the sidelines, in this endless maze

Seconds become minutes, minutes turn to years

Time’s a thief in the night, stealing all my tears

Counting every second, but the numbers lie

I’m caught in this illusion, as life passes by

3, 2, 1, too much, I’m out of touch

Overthinking every breath,

would someone be mourning my death?

10, 20, 30 minutes, lifetimes fade to black

Wasted on regrets, no way to turn back

So here I stand, another moment gone

Don't know what's right, everything feels wrong

3, 2, 1, out of sync, with each tick and tock

The hands of time, stuck inside the clock

10, 20, 30 seconds, lost in contemplation's tide

Each moment slips like whispers, fading from my mind

Counting every second, each one a fleeting beat

The clock is ticking louder, beneath my tired feet

3, 2, 1, too late, the hourglass runs dry

Time’s a ghost that haunts me, as the years go by

10, 20, 30 minutes, hours turn to night

Wasted in the darkness, seeking out the light

Counting seconds, each one a silent scream

The clock's run is cruel, erasing every dream

It's chime keeps ticking louder, each beat a distant drum

In this race against myself, there's nowhere left to run

So here I stand, counting shadows,

the echoes of my mind

Lost within moments,

answers I can't find

3, 2, 1, I'm gone, out of touch, I fall

Drowning in the sea of days, with nothing left at all