Posted by: dreamerspoetry | September 27, 2009

Tick Tock

With your hand

You stop the clock

That resides in your mind,

You hold your words in hand

Can you feel the regret?

You sit here

As nothing has happened

Yet you watch the world drain away.

Standing in the clouds

High and tall.

Tick tock.

God places photos on the wall of your mind.

This train of words takes you back

Above your dreams

Coloring in a familiar scene.

Tick tock.

Watch your consciense

Shatter the clouds.

Tick tock.

Your clock is busted

You’re disgusted

Memories shattered on the ground.

Tick tock.

You sit inside a memory.

You think I would bleed

A million times

Just to be that happy again.

Tick tock.

-Ariel Perkins


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