I sit here
with the constant ticking
of that damned clock
I try to get up, I can't
TICK, TICK, TICK
I have to get that sound out of my head
TICK, TICK, TICK
Why does time torture me this way?
TICK, TICK, TICK
I open my mouth to scream,
but nothing comes out
TICK, TICK, TICK
I cover my ears, as my body
starts to shake
TICK, TICK, TICK
My eyes fill with tears
TICK, TICK, TICK
That errant whore time, has trapped me
TICK, TICK, TICK
I never heard the ticking
until you walked out the front door
In a list
A contest entry
- ~Picture Inspired Reflections~ by Frozentearz.
525 points, ended January 20, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I like this. Luckily I have a digital clock.. THAT BLASTS THAT DANG SOUND AT 5:30 A.M! =/. Well done, nice picture and expression. Best wishes in the contest ,
~Pixie~ -
nice nice
well done
love mac


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Tick Tock tick tock.... that dam clock is driving me nuts... lol This is a nice take on the pic provided. I enjoyed the read. Thanks for entering and best wishes,
Frogz~ -
OOh how we can hear the tick of the clock when the halls fall empty, feeling your point within this write
thanks for sharing
warm thoughts
Frozentearz





