The clock, my escape
I watch it steady
Making everyone else disappear
Pretending a different situation
a different person
Heavy breathing
Harsh reality
Wanting to run
to escape my forever secret
I can't wait till it ends
and I can sleep it away
tell myself it was a dream
a DREAM
how nice that would be
the clock laughs
it knows I cannot escape
and tomorrow it will be more real
and it is our secret
to live a lie
because there is no escape
his heavy breathing
my pain
and a stupid clock
