24

24 is the number of hours in a day,
The number of beats left to fade away.
Laying here cold and numb,
Deleting old memories realizing that I was dumb.

18 hours until the clock stops ticking,
The number of needles in my arm that they keep sticking.
Thought everything you said was real,
Forgot that heartache is a pain that fairytales don't feel.

12 more hours,
They'll be laying flowers.
Now my life is over tonight,
Tired of trying, no longer fighting, and now I'm just dying.

6 hours until the dirt is thrown,
Until my existence is blown.
No more crying, bleeding, or thinking,
All will be gone while you all start drinking

The clock has stopped ticking,
My heart is no longer beating,
As I close my eyes,
My last thought is goodnight.