Keep Counting

Lie to me.
As you've done before.
Why should I expect anything more?

Lie to them.
Pretend that you care,
About the people that you need.

Play their hearts.
As you did mine.
Keep playing your violin for them.

You can keep playing,
In beat, in rhythm.
Just keep count. Keep counting.

Life is a struggle.
For one who keeps count
Of what she can get but won't give.

Deadline

How the moments move
Across the life we know.
The hallway closes in.

How the broken tire rolls
Along the path we know.
The highway crosses out.

As I wait for the inevitable,
expectation of the time.
I count; no, I do not...

I allow all the seconds
To trickle and evaporate.
The end is where I begin.