Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read • Contests • Groups • Learn • Forums • Store • Help
 

Time

The ticking of the clock
Fills the room
With an unbreakable echo

Damn the ticks
Damn the tocks
A world with nothing
But the sound of clocks

This world is our prison
The clocks are our chains
Bound by time
We lose our brains

Walking, running
Dreaming, crying,
What we think we do,
When really we're dieing

A contest entry

What do you think in general? Improvements?

    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    • Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)