Comments about Rachel Parcel
My Hour Glass
Take this pain and wipe it clean. I wanna new start, a fresh beginning.
Drag me under and feel my heart beat. Air's thin my breath is heavy.
I reach out and grab a limb, for now that's the only thing keeping me alive.
The limbs black and weak, don't know how much longer til it breaks, and i fall. Voices in my mind tell me to let go. But my heart says there's so much more to live for. Times running out, better make a choice, live or die?
My mind races, is this the end? I see my life in a hour glass with only a few
grains of sand left. Will i really let this hour glass tell me ...