"10:37"

10:37

i feel a heart-freezing frost, but no love is lost
this inner winter blizzard is a welcome storm
i can't even deliver a genuine shiver
cuz cold blooded animals are always warm
i feel a growing desire that will not expire
until i lock myself away somewhere forever more...
alone in the shadows, with iron bars upon the windows
and a dozen dead-bolt locks on the door.

i don't know who to be, don't know what to believe
concerning our existence in this universe
now it's 10:37, and i'd rather be in heaven...
but i'm just another prisoner on earth

i feel my soul scorched by fire, see the flames rising higher
i hear the scream from my spirit
as it splits my head in two.
i shed a tear down my cheek, and i can't even speak...
i can't find the words i should say to you.

it's 10:37, and i don't know where my marbles are.

It's 10:30 and I just read that, pretty close. It's good, I like how you ended it with the lost your marbles remark.