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)
- Published: May 26th, 2020 18:02
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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