Slow Ticking Of The Clock .

by C0tt0nxCand3h   Nov 28, 2011


Tears don't seem to stop,
Happiness never lasts.
How do you move on,
When you were hurt too bad in the past.?

You love him now,
Emotions so deep.
But thoughts creep into your mind,
Making it hard to sleep.

One second your dieing,
And the next you can breathe.
Scared to death knowing,
That one day he could leave.

Love him to death,
Wanna give him your all.
But stuck on the edge,
Afraid of the fall. 

You wait around all day,
Just for his text.
Sadness overwhelms you,
As your thinking "what's next.?"

Tired of the tears,
Of the lies and the pain.
The slow ticking of the clock,
Slowly driving you insane.

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  • 12 years ago

    by C0tt0nxCand3h

    Thank you.(:

  • 12 years ago

    by Yrem Crish

    Nice piece. The emotion and the feeling is clearly describe.
    --Tired of the tears,
    Of the lies and the pain.
    The slow ticking of the clock,
    Slowly driving you insane.--I like the way you end your part here..
    Good poem.:=)