Loops in time

I can't sleep,
I won't drink.
And I wish my guitar was here

"Is that bad?"
I can't say.
Or am I just cold out here?

I'm not dead yet,
but already
I'm wandering.

But ye, "we made out",
some say.
But it only seems so.

What you see in my face is our future meeting in hell
And when you're back in this place, you won't see me again till hell

Time
poured down a hole
And here it's done again

Attention
poured down a hole
And here it's done again

I gave time
my precious time
I GAVE MEEEE!!!!!

Or should
"I love the fact that"
that nothing is what it seems?

What you see in my face is our future meeting in hell
And when you're back in this place, you won't see me again till hell

What is shown in my face is the blackness closing in
But ye, "you're just a sweet heart", with an alluring din

Why am I here?
This place is fucked!
How did I lie to myself?
This place is fucked!
NONE OF THIS WAS MY IDEA!!!!!
This place is fucked!
Can I come home now? I'm lost!
This place is fucked!