Tick Tick Tock.

Silence surrounds me.
All I hear is the ticking of the clock.
Time seems to drag.
While listening to it tock.

It seems to get louder
Pounding away at my head.
But never does it seem to fade
While I lay in bed.

The silence seems to kill
Like a prisonor trapped in hell.
Trying to defeat it,
With the sound of the bell.

Too hard to overcome it
Just let it slowly kill.
Might be better off
Maybe even a thrill.

There it goes
With the tick tick tock
This is it I suppose
I'm down without shock.