11:11

Well you piss and moan your way through life

Bleed out all you ever had

Manipulate the ones who let you

For control that doesn't last

But it's deeper insecurity

You never tried to fight

Always look in the wrong places

For a way to see the light

Living in Hell still try to get to Heaven

Wishing on a clock that reads 11:11

Hopes and tears and wasted years

Waiting for life to change

Well say a prayer for the ones who've fallen

There may still be time to save tomorrow

Instead of dying wondering

If life would ever change

Looks like your getting fed up

And life gets you annoyed

But remember how I told you

The drugs can't fill the void

Ever since you started talking

You've wanted something more

I can't be the one to save you

But love's worth dying for

Living in Hell still try to get to Heaven

Wishing on a clock that reads 11:11

Hopes and tears and wasted years

Waiting for life to change

Well say a prayer for the ones who've fallen

There may still be time to save tomorrow

Instead of dying wondering

If life would ever change

Everything came on too fast

And you got left behind

But just because your eyes are covered

Doesn't mean you're blind

Reviews

[r. f. jordan]

this has rhythmic beauty, well-constructed rhyme scheme, and flows as lyric poetry should. the ending is an excellent turn, and speaks to the reader of the talent within the author. well done.

[Becky]

This is tragically beautiful. It's so meaningful and rich with emotion. Well done!