As the clock ticks

by Cody   May 7, 2008


Staring at the wall
the seconds turn to minutes
the minutes then to hours
and soon just freeze

trapped in time
your words began to slur
and your image soon warped
dozing now slowly

head now bobbing
eyes heavier to open
with every blink
must keep awake...

staring at the clock
as it ticks away
the seconds that make up
this dull day...

* i hate math class, her voice is soooo monotone*

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  • 16 years ago

    by Kenzi

    Excellent, it makes me think of how fast yet slow time passes us by without us evening knowing. Great job honey.