Tick tock

Tick tock  Tick tock,

I'm constantly racing against the clock,

Continuously hiding in the dark,

Tick tock moments until they make their mark.

 

Tick tock,

My heart has fallen,

Tick tock,

The dark is calling.

 

Tick tock,

My breath is shallow my eyes I shut tight,

Possibly forever,

But at least for the night.

 

Tick tock,

There goes the clock,

Tick tock then I'm a wife,

Tick tock, Then there goes my life.

Author's Note

Thoughts to express how I feel when everything becomes a blur and moves way to fast (growing up)

Reviews

[jennifer little]

wonderful poem .. nothing is to fast .... i loved it ..

[Emrick]

dont be scared of growing up.nothing moves too fast.you regulate your own time.

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

Awe this was a sad write. I enjoyed this. I know how you feel. The clock is slowly moving and you never know when your life is going to end, but you need to keep your head up. Thanks for sharing.