Late Lament

Drops on my face, some of rain, some tears
enraged showers engulf me
each drop asking me the reason for my wrongs
I feel lost in haunting memories

The walks, the smiles, the glances we exchanged
all forgotten for a mere mirage
what I had I could not treasure
now I repent for the lines I drew

I see trees in black and white
there's a sky but I see no light
I see you with your face all a-glow
and know you're the light that's missing

Can you hear it ticking? life's counting down
but there is hope and its yours to give
would you?
before the earth and I become one.