Running out of time

Here I am another night trying to beat the midnight hour. The second hand racing around the clock and still no developed topic. Emotional drained, I slipped and fell into that horrible character again. Why am I so weak that if I can't stand on God's love that I'm not strong enough to just shut up. It takes two to argue a losing battle, why must it get darkest in the last few hours? It's been years of ugly which is why we stand here, but must we fight over goodbye? Nothing good to say, enough mud has been slung. Why the hell do we keep going at this pace. Please I'm running out of time, about to lose my mind, just praying for goodbye to end.