Another day I live and breathe.
Another 24 hours of non-belief.

More time for ONLY YOU to see.
That me and you were never meant to be.

A few more minutes is all i need.
Or maybe an hour until I start to bleed.

Only time will tell, once I have slit my skin.
On whether you'll be back for good or we're just playing games again.

Time seems to be lately just counting down.
Counting the seconds until i pass out on the ground.

These last two seconds, being the MOST precious are almost gone.
I wont waste more of your time though, you know you were wrong.