Time

Engulfed by the hands of time
Drowning, in this sorrow of mine 
Overflowing thoughts I cannot think 
Blurry vision as I start to sink 
Grasping for a breath of air
No one really knows me here
Life in a room for hours straight 
Knowing one day that I will break
Pointless conversation here and there 
Thinking is this really fair 
Drained by the constant pounding in my head 
Realising it will all be over soon, when I am dead.