Tick tock
Tick
Tock
I stare at the clock
My heart beats non stop
As I watch the small hand move
Tick
Tock
I tap my fingers on my desk
Hoping soon I can rest
Take a deep breath
Tick
Tock
My heart begins to flop
Being timed will never stop
She fought
But the clock won with it's
Tick
Tocks
My life is on a timer
Soon it'll stop and ring
Going
Tick
Tock
Then it stops
My life has stopped
But yet your clock
Keeps ticking
That needle sticking
Going through my veins
As I breath in the smell of rain
Tick
Tock
Everyone's life will stop
For we are all an hourglass
The sand soon going down
Saying it's times up
Tick
Tock
Flip it over
So we can hear the clock again
Saying
Tick
Tock.
YOU ARE READING
Poems from the heart of Ariel Cross
PoetryThis is a poem. Interpret it as you will. This is all emotions, so don't accuse this of bullying. This poem was made out of past experiences, and is made to stop racism. With that being said, enjoy!
