The sound of my destruction
Tick
Tick
Tick
I know it rest within me
I hear it day and night
Just ticking away
Like the hours on the clock
Tick
Tick
Tick
It has became annoying
Never ending
I wonder when it will go off
So the pain will disappear
Tick
Tick
Tick
I wish I had the button
To press it myself
But I noticed everytime I grow angery
Another minute falls off
Tick
Tick
Tick
Such an aggravating sound indeed
But as I try to write
And hope the words I use
Capture a glimpse of what goes on in my mind
Tick
Tick
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!
The world goes white
Then red
As my blood and flesh
Paint every corner
No more pain
Just more bodies
The bodies of those who have always judged me
This is what you created
And with its detonation
Your death came to be
Ticking was my rage
Ticking was my tolerance
Tick
Tick
Ticking no more
Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 8:54 AM UTC
The sound of my destruction
Tick
Tick
Tick
I know it rest within me
I hear it day and night
Just ticking away
Like the hours on the clock
Tick
Tick
Tick
It has became annoying
Never ending
I wonder when it will go off
So the pain will disappear
Tick
Tick
Tick
I wish I had the button
To press it myself
But I noticed everytime I grow angery
Another minute falls off
Tick
Tick
Tick
Such an aggravating sound indeed
But as I try to write
And hope the words I use
Capture a glimpse of what goes on in my mind
Tick
Tick
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!
The world goes white
Then red
As my blood and flesh
Paint every corner
No more pain
Just more bodies
The bodies of those who have always judged me
This is what you created
And with its detonation
Your death came to be
Ticking was my rage
Ticking was my tolerance
Tick
Tick
Ticking no more
