Goodnight

Are you righteous with your accusing, pointing hand?
Am I righteous as I'm stuck in the hourglass sand?
When I'm released will you be there?
Is asking you to be even fair?
All the pages are burned and the chapter is done...
There is no more redemption, there is no more sun...
Breathing is a futile exercise...
My boat is sinking in a sea of lies...
Sleep now for tomorrow I will set you free...
I'll walk away into the night... I will let you be...