tick tock
rain never bothered me,
but it seems this constant plague of time does.
tick tock
death knocks at my door,
i ignore it, feeling the flowers in my lung droop.
tick tock
my eyes lull close, but i fight it,
my heart is like an alarm in my ears, loud and alerting.
tick tock
my life is waning by,
threading onto a blanket i only wish to burn once i am lowered into my grave.
tick tock
sweat drips by my forehead,
clings to my heated skin, clench my eyes shut.
tick tock
there is a prickling feeling in my stomach,
and it spreads like a wildfire to my mind, i call it anxiety.
tick tock
is my head on backwards,
that my thoughts seem to rush in all at once and mix up.
tick tock
i long for my time to end,
until then, i wait for these seconds to turn into minutes, and into hours, to days, to months, to years.
- tick tock
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growing wings | Completed
Poesia❝my freedom was at the cost of my sanity❞ how far would you go to earn your freedom, if it meant stripping away your happiness and losing your mind. freedom does not mean liberat...
