GOOD TIMES

I am looking through a dead man’s eyes

Time grows shorter with the days

Time is empty like a dead man’s mind

Marching closer to the grave

I will not stop

What happened to the good times I had

Are they worth anything now

Will my legacy continue past

Once my body’s in the ground

I won’t stop

More chapters to come but I will miss

Now and good times all around

Where ever I end up after this

I won’t stop and this wont end

I won’t stop