Over - Pati Yang

I am going over the edge for you

Over limits

Crushing eggshells

This is the day when the saints step down

Just to save me from myself

Another day’s sinking deep inside

I can’t carry on this far

The evening’s taking the shapes in dark

Men and women starring through a glass

And now it’s over

For bad

For good

Over

And I’m over too

I’m over too

I am carrying knife in my heave heart

It’s still bleeding

I don’t know

How many hours I’ve spent inside

Outside seems

Like a No-World

The minutes creep underneath my skin

Seconds vanish

Sink like veins

The clock is ticking me into sleep

Hope I’ll find some time for dreams