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Jan 27
Tick Tock
The ticking echoes in my mind,
A sound that won't leave me behind.
It pulls me back to this place,
Where darkness hides, and pain takes space.
Injected with agony, it flows within,
A poison I can't escape or win.

Tick Tock
Time is running, drawing near,
I hear death's whisper, cold and clear.
It calls my name with an endless scream,
As fear grips me, shattering my dream.
My lips tremble, ready to say,
“Give up, I can’t go on this way.”

Give Up
But giving up, that’s not who I am,
Stubbornness is my battle plan.
Pressure pulls me, but I resist,
Seeking a way out, I can’t dismiss.
I've come too far to lose it now,
To let the darkness take my vow.

Struggle
This fight for life grows fierce each day,
They say I'm crazy, but I’ll stay.
The urge to quit, it never wins,
I refuse to let it pull me in.
What’s the point of almost reaching,
If I give up just before I’m teaching?
No, I must keep fighting, never retreat,
A battle I’ll face, no matter the heat.

Hope
Through this storm, the pain will fade,
And joy will find me, unafraid.
I’ll find a way, I’ll break these chains,
And leave behind all that remains.
For this pain, I will endure,
Until the light comes shining, pure.

© Happiness Enobong Inyang
Happiness Enobong Inyang
Written by
Happiness Enobong Inyang  20/M/Akwa Ibom state, Nigeria
(20/M/Akwa Ibom state, Nigeria)   
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