
时间:2025-11-21
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I stare at the ceiling,
While my bones dissolve in place
My breath's on repeat,
But my soul forgot its face
The light went out at 3am
But the dark refused to leave
No angels came to speak to me
Just the echo of my grief
Clocks are bleeding,
Painting guilt across the sky
But I stay frozen
In this second that won’t die
This is the dead hour
Where nothing breaks, but everything bleeds
The silence gets louder
And all I have are hollow needs
No scream, no shiver,
No god to answer or devour
Just me and the mirror
Inside the dead hour
My fingers twitch like ghosts
Trying to claw back some control
But my shadow’s grown a mouth
And it’s whispering my role
There’s no rewind, no spark,
No dream left to fake
Just time on its knees
Begging me not to wake
Clocks are bleeding,
Painting guilt across the sky
But I stay frozen
In this second that won’t die
This is the dead hour
Where nothing breaks, but everything bleeds
The silence gets louder
And all I have are hollow needs
No scream, no shiver,
No god to answer or devour
Just me and the mirror
Inside the dead hour
I thought the end would be fine…
But it’s just…
empty.
...still.