![]() The ClockA Poem by Bailey B.![]() Edgar Allan Poe inspired this one. I always wanted to do a murder like poem after his murder stories. Enjoy![]() Tick Tock. Tick Tock. The clock is all I hear. I shiver as it repeats menacingly. For it has made me mad.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock, I shouldn't still be here. I've done my job. Oh, there is no time to clean!
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Has another minute gone by? It can't be so! I must leave!
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Am I still here? I'm just standing Looking at the motionless bodies.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. There is no time to regret this. No time at all. But still I stand here.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. What was that? A knock and footsteps! Is someone truly here?
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. They knock again and I hear the door creak. Someone is here because of the screams! Oh, must more blood be on my hands?
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. No, there is enough blood here. I should have left, but it's too late. Their footsteps are coming closer.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. I stare down as I hear a gasp. But I look up for a moment to see two officers. One looks at me while the other asks who did this.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Can't they see? Or do they truly not suspect the 10 year old step-daughter? Why would she kill her step-parents?
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. I find this amusing and laugh some. I confess to the murders And seeing the horror in their faces made everything more comical.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. I laugh again as they take me to the cruiser. But then I stop. I still hear that clock.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. Yes, the clock is all I hear. Still so menacing. Oh, it has made me mad.
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8 Reviews Added on March 20, 2012 Last Updated on March 20, 2012 Author![]() Bailey B.Smithfield, NCAboutFirst, my first name is Christian. But I like to be called by my middle name, Bailey. I'm a Free Will Baptist Christian country girl who loves reading, writing, dancing, and band. I also love Anime; m.. more..Writing
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