Question

Poem: A Loss Of Time


All lives are due to end someday,
they could be ended maybe in each and every way.
No matter how much you win, how much you pay,
the death will not be delayed.

And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where you goin' 'til tomorrow?
And I see that these are lies to come
So would you even care?
And I feel it
And I feel it
Where you goin' for tomorrow?
Where you goin' with the mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel when the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
And I feel so much depends on the weather
So, is it rainin' in your bedroom?
And I see that these are the eyes of disarray
So would you even care?
And I feel it
And she feels it
Where you goin' for tomorrow?
Where you goin' with the mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel when the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?