Hurting Time

My time is almost gone,
It's flowing away,
Through the hourglass,
In London,
Big Ben chimes,
Signals a new day,
As the hours pass,
I hid all these fears,
In these rhymes,
Slowly I decay,
Running off course,
Running out of gas,
My will hiding in areas,
I cannot find,
Just like the other times,
When you took my pride,
Showed no remorse,
Playing games with my mind,
Show me the way,
And I'll take another road,
Out of your ride,
The one I had to endorse,
To you everyday,
My heart stowed,
Away in the dark,
So there's no pain,
In any way,
Shape or form,
Not leaving a mark,
In this searing rain,
I run from your play,
Away to the norm,
Hurt too many times,
I wont let it go,
Big Ben Chimes,
Signalling my time is done,
The end is now,
And you've won.