Where is my Life

Shoot me down this hold of deepers deep
Lose your name, time and that precious scarf
Scars of numbers and the weight it has
Well since when did being light hearted become so heavy?

Ran the track of time, oh sleeping precious time
Burden sleep, burden die! Burden take up all by lines
Seems like I will sleep after I die
I don't want to miss love, but miss the divide

Love like crazy and faint till breath be cumbersome
Eyes go Green and my plaid shirt would fade
So just before I leave this poem behind
Remember me for who I really am...