It keeps me awake at night
Tick-tock-Tick-tock-Tick-tock
Why-did-she-have-to-get-sick
Thoughts rushing through my head
In the long hours of the night
To the beat of the clock ticking
Bloody clock
Next to me she sleeps
Snores gently
What-if-her-breathe-ing-stops
Where did that thought come from?
I lie there, wide awake again
Sweating
Bloody clock
I notice
The negative thoughts follow the clocks beat
Why is that?
Be-cause-it’s-count-ing-down-your-life
If the clock stops, do I?
Does she?
Bloody clock
Now I ignore the clock
I am concentrating on her breathing
Just noticed that her breathing
Matches the clocks beat
Suddenly the alarm goes off
I scream
Bloody clock
She stretches and knocks the clock on the floor
It keeps on ticking
So do I
So does she
But I am so tired
So very tired
Bloody clock
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Author:
Tallisman (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: November 11th, 2025 15:14
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