Ticking Clock

Vacancy

I don’t think this world is real.

Tick, tock, there are only seconds left on my clock.

I thought I knew how to live.

 

To give some semblance of an explanation.

This is just a dream and soon I will wake.

I don’t think this world is real.

 

I want to sleep but it just won’t come.

Warped and twisted, I’ve reached a point.

Tick tock there are only seconds left on my clock.

 

These are the moments before my departure.

I will be free from the voices.

I don’t think this world is real.

 

Can’t stand this emptiness.

My head is horrible, stop the pounding.

Tick, tock, there are only seconds left on my clock.

 

The sound of a ringing alarm.

I wouldn’t dare wait longer.

I don’t think this world is real.

Tick, tock, there are only seconds left on my clock.

 

  • Author: M.B (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 26th, 2020 18:02
  • Category: Unclassified
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