Just a silly thought

That there’s anything new,

Perfect timing it was,

In that past life,

In tomorrow’s day,

An unspoken wife,

A little forward I go,

Each day to come back,

To the start of roleplay

Panic attack

I’m not able to die,

When I cannot sleep,

I scream and I weave,

And forget how to speak,

And nevermind I broke it already,

A promise I made,

I can’t be the guy,

That perfect timing made slave.

It’s

Father in heaven,

Our hallowed name,

One day at a time,

And never the same,

Forgive us again,

So I can just do it over,

Forgive us in future,

So I don’t recover,

And there is a secret,

I don’t want to live,

Because I am so lonely,

And cannot stop to think.

Or ponder it over,

When you ask me to stop,

Do it do it alot.