Broken Clock

Distant the memories

torment me so long

punishment for what

i know theyre not wrong

so im lead to believe

that the fault is my own

sick on the ground

turning circles from stone

the monotony has gotten me

seeing my back

i cant see my front so the future is black

missing whats been missed

for so long is a curse

and cant turn back forward

because the pains worse

cant catch tomorrow

its to far away

and yesterday just keeps

getting more far from today

so im stuck in the present

with no where to turn

no where to go

and my feet start to burn

growing so tired

my back hits the dirt

wondering how long

before that starts to hurt