Tick Tock

Tick Tock Tick Tock

Sound of my life

Watching the life drainer drain my energy

Soon I'll be nothing.

 

Sitting in a cramped hell cell

Full of monstrous machines

And the devil himself

Watches from the very next one.

 

Tick Tock Tick Tock

The piercing sound grows even louder

As my time in hell increases

I feel my body losing its strength.

 

Feeling weaker and weaker

Watching the life drainer at work

Wondering when I will be free

Wondering when the devil will be pleased.

 

Looking down upon my clothes

Drenched in sweat and tears

The temperature is rising

Along with my fears.

 

Finally at last

The life drainer gives

And we all stand up

While the devil waves at all of us.

 

Time to go home

Free at last

I need a new job

So I can leave this one in the past.

 

 

Author's Note

This was actually when I was really mad at school, go figure I would write a poem huh? Lol I based this one off how some people hate their jobs sometimes. Though they may not all feel the same I was trying to catch the general topic :)

Reviews

[SOUL LESS]

"The temperature is rising " temperature is a scientific word, can't u use heat or something synonymous.
The last stanza needs a bit of retuning...the last two lines don't flow.
The last line is ridiculous...no flow or vocab.

Don't be disheartened...the way u wanted to say it was great, the essence was poetic, just work on the flow (try reading it in your mind from a reader's view) and try not to rhyme if u can't.

Keep Writing! ^ * ^