Closer

Solid water crashes down
Like the greatest god of all
Sweeping out all your desires
And hopes

And as the sky turns
From the brightest blue to red
You silently pray for help
Again.

The ticking of an ancient clock
Brings you closer to the end
And by the time you realize it’s time
You’re dead.

Monotone whispers in the air
Like chilly touch of spirits
You long for a deeper connection
And yet

You still pull away
Building massive barricades
Closing your eyes and ears
Just like me.