Time

Running out of time; backed into a corner
Like a picture surrounded by it's borders
No where to run, no where to go
What can I do? I do not know

I can stay here and let the dark consume me
Do I run? Where all can see?
Heart beating, I think that they will hear
If they find me it's not my only fear

They will grasp and touch me if they dare
This is the only way in which they scare
Their hands will burn me like hot coal
They want it...they want my soul

They feed off of everything that I am
I'm their subject; part of the program
They want to see the thoughts in my mind
Leaving me senseless, they just want me blind

I can see no matter what they will do
They think they got me; they have to clue
I choose to run out of the dark
Bare foot and all across the park

I will never see how close they get
Even if the catch me I will never quit
I will never give into myself again
Never to go back to that playpen

My mind they all so real
All of my ghosts I can really feel
I'm running out of time
Before they consume all of mine

I will check myself in before they do
It's just a precaution; only if you knew
The pain that grows inside of me
Is nothingl less of me being free