Tick Tock Rest In Peace

The four words still echo in her head
"In four years you will be dead"

Her hearts at ache
Her life is at stake

Theres nothing now that her heart is spent
Whats true or real is lost, and bent

A kiss which was the softest touch
Means nothing now, it wasn't much

When she expires, she will tire
And feel no pain, she will be sane

She hates the past and ache for future
For what comes fast is nothing new to her

I'll scream and cry and say goodbye
But it's too late I'm out of time