Tick tock goes the clock,
I'm slowly going insane.
They whisper the words
And cause me the pain.
So I sit and I watch
As blood drizzles down the drain.
Tick tock goes the clock,
At night I stay up late.
The words that you speak
Are haunting me,
Prohibiting me from sleep.
Tick tock goes the clock,
I'm spinning a web of lies.
They laugh while I cry.
They have no knowledge that I,
Am slowly and truly dying inside.
Tick tick goes the clock,
What is happening to me?
I'm reaching out with a cry and a plea.
Hoping that somebody somewhere
Will try to save me.
Tick tock goes the clock,
My heart is left black and blue.
For the things that you say,
And the things that you do
Have cut my heart open
Cleanly in two.
~a.k.
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Polaroid Poems
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