Time Passes

Its six in the morning
where has my mind been?
Am I starting to see a reoccurring trend
One that will lead to the ultimate end?

Sleep has escaped me for many days
And the heart and soul, it really pays
I fear if I do not fall to bed fast
I will no longer be part of the present but part of the past
Six feet under dirt and grass
The time has come for me to exit and pass

So as I drift into a endless bliss
You shall be the people I dearly miss
Forever floating in the deep dark abyss

Into the the blue night sky
As the winds calm and the tress cry
Becoming forever just a tear in your eye
I regret never getting a chance to say goodbye