Tic toc
The hours on the clock
Move about
Without a doubt
While I'm just sitting
And faking
While you believe
And don't see my artistry
My eyes are hallow
But you don't fallow
Where they go
Because you're to slow
Not noticing was your first mistake
Faking a smile
Lasted a while
But now it doesn't work
My mind is spinning
My heart is racing
But where are you
Where is the true you
The scars are new
Just a few
More and I'll be sore
But I'll always want more
Tic toc
The hours on the clock
Move about
Without a doubt
Bringing me closer to my fate
Because you were too late
To help me in this time
I was a waste of your time
YOU ARE READING
I'm hurting
PoezjaThese are poems from deep inside my mind. I don't want any judgement about these ok. This is just my release from stress, sadness, and loneliness
