the clock never stops.
watching it as i sit,
mind blank,
not even you on my mind.
i've been cured of this disease.
block me away from you.
trust me,
love me,
believe in me.
be my friend,
my lover,
my everything.
push me away till the clock stops.
waiting for the clock to quit ticking,
like the bomb on my life.
save me from my darkness,
deep within my soul,
the black hole in my heart,
and the nightmares in my head.
confused of this horrible dizzy feeling all around.
it consumes me as you watch.
coldness.
everything is dark and unholy.
it kisses my cheek,
my lips,
then my neck,
trying to seduce me to this ebony, hollow cave.
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryThis is a book filled with all of my poems that have been published on here. they each tell as story but all together are not connected or in any specific order. Just a book of randon poems of all different genres.
