Tick

The essence of time

The sound of something habitual,

yet deadly.

Tock;

And everything flashes right in front of my eyes.

Bliss,

like the time when you appeared out of nowhere,

infecting me like a virus.

Crawling, squeezing my insides little by little.

Before I realized it, you've become a part of what I called as wonted.

Obsession,

over you who always have the tendency

to run through my mind.

And my Hyde who has been reminding me

to open the gate for everytime you knocked.

Bygone

and went astray.

Though I don't know if I'm the right way.

This soul is mad, tick,

this mind is twisted.

But darling believe me when I said I'm lunatic over you.

I was ice, and now you've gone to realize that water isn't just for you.

Vain

is my life without your presence.

Tock, and for the first time in my life

I came to understand the essence of cigarettes.

Your phantom shows everytime I breathe out the smoke, baby.

No diggity.

Tick, tock, tick, tock

I suppose before I heard another one of it, I've already gone to where Abaddon is.

Nonetheless, the picture of you remains in my head

and the taste of your kiss lingers on my lips.

Tick

Reviews

[B. Boileau]

Captivating words of love lost in just the Tick Tock of time..... Thank you

[maria ai]

you're welcome and thank you :)