Tick,tock,tick,tock

by Miranda   Feb 28, 2008


Tick,tock,tick,tock
The clock strikes high
showing the terrible hours
that have passed her by

Tick,tock,tick,tock
Her soul is crying.
But on the outside,
no one notices she's dying

Tick,tock,tick,tock
She's had enough.
She can't handle it,
It's just too tough.

Tick,tock,tick,tock
Her heart is bleeding
Her mind is screaming
She knows what it's needing

Tick,tock,tick,tock
Her wrists lock
As she finds the bloody razor blade,
she no longer hears that annoying clock.

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  • 17 years ago

    by xxLivxx

    Brilliant poem.

    i loved it. it can relate to that for sure.
    thanks for commenting on poem "she can't take it anymore"

    i really appreciate that.

    anyways, keep writing. this was fantastic.

    i am here as well if you need to talk.

    <3liv

  • 17 years ago

    by Crystal Gaze

    Intriguing.
    A fantastic write, you really have improved hun. This piece was a brilliant. I really liked the repetition of the clock, it added to the peice and made the anticipation stronger.

    Your talented,
    5/5
    --Paula

  • 17 years ago

    by Vicki

    I like the use of craft, it's really good i liked it alot. it made u like anticipate what was going to happen (foreshadowing) it was really good almost like u wanted to save them in a way.....

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