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Wilkes Arnold Mar 2016
I was relaxed, and deep in thought
The type of talk that silence brought
When just in earshot it rocked,
tick tock
tick tock
"Must be a clock"
I told myself and resumed my thought

Though as the seconds passed I could not,
Despite the will with which I fought
Do to its incessant knock
Tick tock
Tick tock
I searched for the clock
Unable to find the train I sought

I grew more and more distraught
With each and every tick and tock
That find the clock, I could not
As the silence grew more fraught
With the knock,
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
I knew the pain of Lancelot

On and on it ticked and tocked
I cursed at the unseen dreadnought
It no longer merely mocked
But each and every tick and tock
Became an unseen onslaught
TICK TOCK
TICK TOCK
T'was 11 o'clock,
When my heart felt the gunshot

Though the shots I could not block
And on and on the bullets poured
Further into the fray I bored
Each foot a cinderblock
Weighed by war
I slowly walked
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
How I'd make it answer for

Alas
With little blood left to speak for Desperately I implored
"Restrain your hands that caused such gore;
We need not fight evermore!"
But when I heard the ceaseless knock
Tick tock
Tick tock
I new my words had been ignored
And slowly collapsed to the floor

****** and bludgeoned when I hit bed rock, I had still found no clock
But tick and tock it had forgot
The church bell rang t'was 12 o'clock,
Though mortal wounds the seconds wrought
I no longer was distraught
And as I lay in the hemlock
It occurred in my last thoughts
I would miss the beating knock
tick..., tock...
tick..., tock...
First poem looking for feed back critical and complimentary
Mike Hauser Nov 2016
Tick, Tock
Tock, Tick
You never do get used to it

Tock, Tick
Tick, Tock
Give away all that you've got

Tick, Tock
Tock, Tick
The lines of time will not stay hid

Tock, Tick
Tick, Tock
Sweeping hands on life's time clock

Tick, Tock
Tock, Tick
As memory slips in what you did

Tock, Tick
Tick, Tock
Give a penny for your thoughts

Tick, Tock
Tock, Tick
Passing time the time you live

Tock, Tick
Tick, Tock
Hard to find when time is sought

Tick, Tock
Tock, Tick
You never do get used to it
Savannah Eisert Feb 2015
tick tock tick tock tick tock

Love bursts out of your skin
And slowly starts to drown my heart

tick tock tick tock tick tock

Your voice turns into a melody of a sweet pop song
And your words are the lyrics that get stuck in my head

TICK TOCK TICK TOCK TICK TOCK

Together we fall deeper into each other's eyes
And realize there is no other undeniable love like this.

TICK TOCK TICK TOCK TICK TOCK

But the clock is getting louder
And the map is not shrinking at anytime.

TICK TOCK TICK TOCK TICK TOCK

We keep on loving each other,
Even though we know the end.
But in our head's it is worth it,
To know we will always have each other's love...
forever.

tick tock tick tock tick tock
Alexander Ross Feb 2014
Flat lands, heart land
Home sick, tick tick tick
Goes the clock on your life
Until your body runs out of room to contain just what you've become
And tick tick tick goes the clock of your life, waiting behind walls
For some kind of savior
A knight in shining armor , or an angel in a sundress
Tick tick tick goes the clock of your life as you waste away behind suits and screens, waiting for a raise that never comes,
Tick tick tick goes the clock of your life,
And your wasting, behind hashtags
And false flags, and your waiting,
Degrading and slowly sinking, waiting
This is a song. The spacing on here *****
WhyamIaSpoon Jan 2014
It's quiet
So, so quiet
I hear nothing but the tick tock
tick tock, tick tock
I live for the tick tock
tick tock, tick tock
Coming home, I see you
What a strong knot you have around your neck
I can almost see the veins burning into the fibers
What a precarious position your body swings
Tick tock, Tick tock
Your feet dangle
Obsessively grasping for the ground
Tick tock, Tick tock
You falter, you drop
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
My love for you will not stop
TICK Tock, TICK Tock
Wait, I'll be home soon
*TICK TOCK, TICK TOCK
Vallery Jul 2023
tick tock
says the clock...
tick tock
as the clock marks the passing seconds, the passing hours...
as it ticks away and the time flies by before my eyes, streaks of colors dance with the constant
tick tock
of the clock...
tick tock
sings the clock...
the clock hanging from the wall, looking over me as it ticks away the time, sneering and ticking and taunting and tocking and the constant
tick tock
tick tock
tells the clock...
as it's hands move round and round and round, passing by each number, ticking away the time...
my time is leaving me behind,
leaving me behind with the constant
tick tock
from the clock...
tick tock
tick tock
the constant
tick and tock
from that stupid clock...
ticking away my time,
tocking away my clarity,
ticking away my sanity,
tocking away my mind,
tick tock tick tock tick
goes the clock...
I look up at the stupid clock, it's tick tocking clock face mocking me
tick
tock
goes the clock...
as I slowly raise my gun to my head,
tick tock
tick tock
as I place my finger on the trigger,
tick
tock
tick
tock
click
RH 78 Dec 2014
There's no going back
Tick tick tick
Hands pass
Tick tick tick
The sands in constant motion
Tick tick tick
Features change
Tick tick tick
It waits for no one
Tick tick tock
I have none of it
Tick tock tick
Mustn't waste it
Tock tick tick
Theia Gwen Jan 2014
Tick, Tock I can't stop staring at the clock
Waiting for this period to end
Tick, Tock 82 minutes
Until I'll see you again

Tick, Tock still staring at the clock
It's quite embarrassing to confess
That as i'm sitting here with 65 minutes left
All I'm thinking is when i'll see you next

Tick, Tock what's wrong with that clock?
It says I have to wait another half hour
I've been sitting her an eternity
Tick, Tock I know that clock is a liar

Tick Tock, my eyes plastered to the clock
Why can't time go faster?
Tick, Tock 15 minutes on the clock
Until I hear your laughter

Tick, Tock 5 more minutes on the clock
I'ts quite silly of me
That I measure time by when I'll see you again
Tick, Tock please go quicker, you stupid clock

Tick, Tock one more minute on the clock
Until our brief encounter
Tick Tock my heart beats like a clock
The bell rings as a reminder

Tick, Tock I'm done staring at the clock
And now, I'll search for your face
We spot each other but can only speak for a minute
Tick, Tock why can't time just stop?

Tick, Tock the teacher point to the clock
I'm always late for class
Tick, Tock it starts all over again
Just staring at the clock
Until I see you again
Anticipation
Anticipation
Anticipation
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Flip, flip, stop, flip, flip, flip
Yawn, stretch, yawn, stretch

Anticipation
Tap tap, tap tap, tap tap,
Tick tick tick, tick tick tick, tick tick tick
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Yawn, stretch, yawn, strecth
Tap tap tap, tap tap tap, tap tap tap

Anticipation
Anticipation
Anticipation
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Flip, flip, stop, flip, flip, flip
Yawn, stretch, yawn, stretch
axr Nov 2014
tick-tock
they must not sleep
tick-tock
now they talk about their broken dreams
tick-tock
now one of them screams
tick-tock
they are turning violent!
tick-tock
can they not survive the gas stimulant?
tick-tock
his vocal cords are torn!
tick-tock
God forbid,  if one of them becomes his clone!
tick-tock
The others don't react
tick-tock
They know they are getting monitored,  they don't wanna go back
tick-tock
We don't want to be freed, they said
tick-tock
On their own skins they fed
tick-tock
they killed soldiers six
tick-tock
the doctors do not have a fix
tick-tock
All 5 of them seemed pleasured by the pain
tick-tock
For this mystery,  who was to be blamed?
tick-tock
few of them died on the operation table
tick-tock*
they were all our monsters
covered by the illusion
inspired by a creepypasta i read today,  its called Russian Sleep Experiment
I am too terrified to post the link to that D:
Also, leave your comments below as this is my first horror piece, ever.
Flyaway Spark Jul 2013
You're a ticking time bomb,
Don't you know?

tick

You have hurt
Too many people
Haven't you realised?

tick

Your words
Sting like bullets
And you keep them coming.

tick

You have caused
Great fear and annoyance
To us, your friends.

tick

You say you know
Your mistakes,
Oh you really do?

tick

You make me doubt you
Because you break trust
Over and over again.

tick

You think we avoid you
But there's a reason why.
You don't find out
And you don't ask why.

tick

You're maybe too smart
And that makes you proud
An air of arrogance lurks all around.

tick

"Oh don't tell me what to do,"
You say to us quite hurtingly.
Can I say this is too much pride?

tick

We're not against you
We're always for you
But we tell you to change,
And you know why?

tick

That's because we care
For you
But you don't see that.

tick

We want to help
You
Become a better person.

tick

You can tell us to go away
And let yourself rot
And go your own way.

tick

We give in too many times
Holding on to
Glimmers of hope.

tick

Hope
That you would change
But you didn't.

tick

Am I foolish
To still have that last hope
That you will change?

tick
tick
tick

EXPLODES

You leave us in the ruins
In the aftermath
Of your explosion.

You're a ticking time bomb,
Don't you know?
IPM Dec 2017
A special oath
tick-tock
witten on note
tick-tock
it's twelve o'clock
tick-tock
the room is locked
tick-tock
a special letter
tick-tock
for someone holy
tick-tock
from something lowly
tick-tock
it's twelve o'clock
tick-tock
heavy breaths
tick-tock
my heartbeats race
tick-tock
but why does
silence
tick,
and violence
seems to
tock,
please make
it
tick
solid
crimson
morbid
streams
tock
growling
tight
gra­sp
tick
hanging
high
tock
above
tick
the hollow
tick
rope
tick
please
tick
tick

tick

t i c k





stop.
Diamond Dahl Dec 2012
Tick tick tick
Plans set
Now I'm just waiting
Everything is just a filler
Tick tick tick
Waiting to move
Waiting to pack (ugh, the packing)
Waiting to explore
experience
explode
with life
Tick tick tick
Not even for another
no, not even that
Tick tick tick
And then I stop and think too long
and yes
still waiting for that too
sigh
Tick tick tick tick tick
Written 28 Dec 2012
A Writer Mar 2015
You think it's okay
But it's not.
Both of our lives
Are racing against the clock
Tick,tick,tick.
And when the big hands on the two.
And the little hands on the three
We're done.
There's no going back.
There's no changing the mistakes we've made.
There's no saying I love you one last time.
There's no taking on more whiff of the fresh cut grass,
Or your favorite perfume.
Tick tick,tick
There's no more adventure.
There's no more heartbreak.
There's no more anything.
We'll.
be.
gone.
Tick, tick, tick
So we need to do it now.
We need to indulge on the gifts we have now.
It's okay to order that piece of cake
It's okay to get that hair cut you love
But everyone else hates.
It's your life not theirs.
Tick,tick,tick
Do something you love
Because you love doing it.
Even if everyone tells you you're wrong.
Because our clock is ticking.
We can't see it.
We don't know if the big hand has almost reached the two.
And if it's almost there
And our time is up.
Did we live the life we wanted to?
Tick,tick,tick.
Are you living the way you want to?
empire ants Jan 2018
tick, tock. tick, tock.

hmm. I want pizza.

tick, tock. tick, tock.

I think I'm going to draw today. Yes, I'll do this.

tick, tock. tick, tock.

oh no

tick,

wait

tock.

i suddenly remember

tick,

i suddenly remember that life has no meaning

tock.

i suddenly remember that we're micro-microscopic

tickk,

microscopic in this universe,

toock.

this universe we know nothing about, and, oh,

tttick,

oh, i'm losing sight of who i am and where i am and why anything in this world matters and oh

ti-tock.

i dont know why my hands are shaking when i dont have a reason to shake them i dont know why i ask myself these questions when i dont have a reason to ask them i dont know why i write this when i dont have a reason to write them and i

tick?

dont know why i try when i dont have a reason to try and i dont know why i dont try when theres every reason to try but is there really and

t...tock.

what is a reason but something i myself conjure up out of little things do these little things really matter what is the quest for life other than a quest to release more happiness chemicals in our brains holding us away from the drug and

t-t-t-t-t-t-tick!

why do i live when theres no reason to live but why should i die when theres no reason to die and why do i lie to myself on a regular basis when theres no reason to hide myself from the truth but is

tatock

it really the truth or is it a lie ive lied to myself so long i cant remember because the only person who believes my lies

tick

is myself

tock

oh. the pizza is done!

tick, tock. tick, tock.

that's nice.

tick, tock. tick, tock.

i might make pizza again sometime

tick, tock. tick, tock.
Sayer Mar 2013
after thinking about this, I think I should turn back

give me a second to think

(the night is a painting of stars)



the thunder echoes with her voice

the very thing I've been avoiding this entire time



O' how she backons me

how she calls me by my name

how she smiles and laughs

how could a night end up like this (for me)



can't this wait another year or two?

it's not that I don't care about you

I just need some time to think this whole thing through

it's fine, I'll just wait another minutre

it's not as if this night is going anywhere



(the thunder is a dream, the rain winks with her movement as I...

Know!

I Know!



can't this wait another month or so?

I'm tired and I've got places to go

back and forwards (she moves) Time moves slowly

I'm sorry how this ended up

            and fly....

                  fly right away

           fly to the endlessness I have already known

           fly right away

                                        just fly...

I'm Last!



can't this just wait another hour, one's already past

just pour me another glass of water

this is not the time for games

just get your mind into it and sell it all



O' and how the silence pours down

how could I forsake you?

this is my descision

you are the one who matters

but how she comes down from the clouds, a mystical goddess in the wind

why did I ever throw myself into this position?



and **** it can't this wait another minute? Come on!

time is short and the night is long

nothing makes sense(you move back and forth)

I am born twice in a matter of twelve hours

once in the morning, once at night

breathe in

breathe out

the sound, the sound

oh God

not the sound



tick

tick

tick tick tick to the tock I'm the trick of the trade she's the rhyme of the clock



tick tick tick tock she likes it why can't I just like this

this could have been stopped

tick tick tick tock



I'm beyond afraid

tick tick tick tock no

tock anymore

in my breathe I hit the floor

can't this wait another second....please...



O how I love the taste of the floor..

(I knew I would be the one to forsake you)
Rose Haven Feb 2013
Tick tok Tick tok Tick tick
Every second feels eternal
My mind floods with thoughts, each second
I’m drowning, under the flooding thoughts of the truth
Tick tok Tick tok Tick tick
The truth which I am trying to submerge under the conscious, into the subconscious
It struggles to penetrate the horizon
Tick tok Tick tok Tick tick
Time slows down, as I see my thoughts
In front of me, they stand
Time runs out
Tick tok Tick tok Tick tick
It’s just a
           Tick
                   Tick
                           Tick
Wracking my brain
           Tick
                  Tick
                          Tick
Programmed­ to drive me crazy
           Tick
                  Tick
                          Ticking
Tak­ing over my thoughts
           Tick
                  Tick
                         Ticks
Making it hard to sleep
           Tick
                  Tick
                         Tick
I need to escape
           Tick
                  Tick
                         Tick
My very own brain
Jake Hicks May 2015
Tick tock tick
Time runs out
Tick tock tick
I am here
Tick tock tick
I am gone
Why do we measure life
with the sound of
Tick tock tick?
Love. Friends. Life.
What is more important?

Tick. Tock. Tick. The bell chimes.
Where does the time go?
I am non-existent.
Tick tock tick.
I am here.
Tick tock tick.
I am gone again.

Silence.
Is it horrifying that time flies?
Tick
Is it a comfort to know
Tock
Our time flies, burning out like
Tick
A candle in the night?
Tock.
The clock winds down.
I was depressed.
Hannah Sep 2017
Tick...
Tick...
Tick...
The clock keeps ticking.
The day goes by slow.
Every breath.
Every word.
Every empty thought.

Tick...
Tick...
Tick...
It's time to say goodbye.

Tick...
Tick...
Tick...
You're all mine tonight.

Tick...
Tick...
Tick...
Every second of the hand.
Every thought without a plan.
Tick...
Tick...
Tick...
Ayn Dec 2019
Everyone is a ticking time bomb.

Tick tick tick

Each word I make another mistake

Tick tick tick

I feel like I am about to break

Tick tick tick

My well being is in their control...

Tick tick

The day is almost over

Tick tick

I’ve angered them once again

Tick tick

I don’t know what I did

Tick tick

But today,
I’m going up in flame,
Like every day before,
Can’t they just let me go?

TICK

The bell marks the end of another day,

BOOM

Once again
I lie in my blood,
Propped against a cold brick wall,
Wondering what I have done
To deserve all of this pain.
Everyone still is a time bomb in my head. If I do something wrong, they’ll blow. I dedicate this to all the ******* ******* who made me this way.
Josh Alexander Jan 2014
Punch the clock
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Feel the sweat sting my eyes
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Clutch the handle
Make off like vandal
Stealing what's yours
Stealing what's mine

Eyes fixed, Teeth grinning
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Harder and harder, No remorse here
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Stabbing, ripping, ****** for more
Do with her as if she's a *****
A hollow shell
And none to tell

A sigh of pleasure
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Turn off the light, shut the door
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Leave her bleeding, battered and bruised
Give her a day off
You'll be back for more

Punch the clock
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Tick Tok
Sara Jones May 2015
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
That clock will drive me mad
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock
How many more glasses have I had?
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock
My vision is starting to blur
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock
Why is she sleeping with him
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock
How many times will my wife live in this lie?
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock
One more glass of wine before we dine.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock
She's lied to me again. Why must she live in sin?
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock*
May she never live again.
Inspired by my cover picture.
Helen May 2014
Tick tock, Tick tock, Tock Tock ticking
Clocks cluck, catching curious cries
Several seconds slide, slowly sticking
Eclectic evil ever eager to eat out eyes

Tock tock, tick tick Tock
danger dances down, depicting doom
Hands hold hearts heavily in hock
aren't all able to articulately assume?

Clock is currently counting costs
justifying jumps and juggling jacks
tabulating time that is tossed
lightening liberal lust and loving lax

tick tick tick, tick tick tick
destination is a detonation despised
tock tock tock, tock tock tock*
sheep sleep soundly shrouded, so surprised
AllAtOnce Aug 2014
I guess I wasn't worth a ****
I guess to you I never am
On and off
On and off
Tick Tock
Tick Tock
I guess I shouldn't throw a fit
I guess I should get over it
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
I guess you were a time bomb
I guess I knew I was wrong
Tock.
Tock.
Tock.
I guess I should stop wishing now
I guess my heart is just too loud
-tick-tick-tick-
I guess I knew you'd give up soon
I guess I will give you room
-tick-tick-tick-
Boom.
What I just don't understand is that you can really like someone one day and then be totally over them like a week later. I could never do tihat. I don't understand. Just don't. And when I actually thought I started to matter. I know, I know, I'm overreacting. I always do. But I don't need to be reminded.
Dani Nov 2013
Time slows
Tick
Tick
Tick
As my impatience grows
Tick
Tick
Tick
Thoughts flowing like waterfalls
Crashing against rocks of reality
Tick
Tick
Tick
I pick at these walls
With aching fingers
Tick
Tick
Tick
Wondering where is my sanity?
The ache lingers
Tick
Tick
Tick
luci Oct 2015
Sophomore year.
Spring break.
Crying.
Why can’t I stop?
Just stop it, ******* it!
You’re being pathetic.

Ding Ding
It’s a text.
“Hey! You free tonight?”
I didn’t think he’d text me.
I can’t.
It’d be wrong.
“Totally. What’d you have in mind?”
Oh no.
What’d I just do?
“I could pick you up around 10 and maybe just chill?”
10?
Pm?
Why so late?
“Yeah. Can’t wait!”

Tick
Tick
Tick
Tick

9pm:
What do I wear?
What do I wear?

9:45pm:
Put on eyeliner.
Put on mascara.
Put on lipstick.

10pm:
Okay.

10:05pm:
Where is he?

10:10pm:
Just wait.

10:15pm:
Should be here anytime now.

10:20pm:
Just a couple more minutes.

10:25pm:
Give him some more time.
I can’t expect him to be here right away.

10:30pm:
Is he coming?

10:35pm:
Did he forget?

10:45pm:
It was a joke.
Funny.

10:50pm:
Ding Ding
It’s a text.
“Hey, I’m here.”
Open my window.
Crawl out.
Ouch!
A nail  was sticking out.
Blood.
Blood is dripping down my leg.
It's okay.
He's here.
He's here.

What am I doing?
"Hey, you look nice."
He thinks I look nice.
"Thanks."
We drive.
And drive.
And drive.
Where are we?
It’s dark.
So dark.
I hear crickets.
And his breathing.
His breathing.
His breathing.
His breathing.

What is this?
A shed.
Abandoned.
“Sit down.”
Where do I sit?
It’s so dark.
I can’t see.
Where are we?
Where am I?
Where am I?

His hand is on my thigh.
What’s he doing?
“You’re so beautiful.”
He can’t see me.
I can’t see him.
It’s so dark.
“Thanks.”
His hand is higher now.
I should’ve worn pants.
He’s taking off my underwear
My package bought *******.
What’s he doing?
What’s he doing?
What’s he doing!
Do I like it?
Is he happy?
I want him to be happy.
Just let him do it.

His breathing.
His breathing.
My breathing.

It’s gone.
My underwear.

Oh my god.
Just sit here.
It’s okay.
He’s here.
He’s not going to hurt me.
He can’t.
He won’t.
It’s okay.

He’s unzipping.
What’s he unzipping?
I can’t see.
His hands on my *******.
I don’t know what to feel.
What do I feel?
What should I feel?
What does he feel?

His hands on my bare legs.
I flinch.
“It’s okay.”
It’s okay.

It hurts.
It hurts.
It hurts.
Stop please.
Please stop.
I can’t take it.
I can’t take it.
Stop.
I want to be happy.
I just want to be happy.
I want him to be happy.
Just be happy.
Be happy.
Happy.
Is he happy?

Tick
Tick
Tick
*Tick
Ronnie Crabtree Feb 2017
I sit in silence
waiting , Listening
TICK-TOCK
TICK-TOCK
goes the clock
As I sit and wait
Wait for something
-ANYTHING-
to happen
TICK-TOCK
TICK-TOCK
goes the clock
the clock goes
TICK-TOCK
TICK-TOCK
i sit and wait
Wait for time to run out
TICK-TOCK
goes the ******* clock
Something happen
PLEASE
-ANYTHING-
i’m dying
Dying of Boredom
TICK-TOCK
The ******* clock goes
TICK-TOCK
TICK-TOCK
TICK-TOCK
TICK-TOCK


~Ronnie
Don Moore Feb 2016
Tick tock flick of the clock
Nurses come and nurses go
Tick tock flick of the clock
Needles in and needles out
Tick tock flick of the clock
Sun slips across the window pane
Tick tock flick of the clock
Life is down to ***, poo and pain
Tick tock flick of the clock
Deep down inside I am waiting
Tick tock flick of the clock
People talking, warm hands holding
Tick tock flick of the clock
Rhythmic pumping help me breath
Tick tock flick of the clock
Softly quiet, no pain just waiting for the end
Tick tock flick of the clock
Misty hazel eyes, whispered words gently pleading
Tick tock flick of the clock
So dragging back from fading lights
Tick tock flick of the clock
Warm hands holding, wife forever caring
Tick tock flick of the clock
Open eyes and live again
Tick tock flick of the clock
So love always won and the dark has gone away.
Written just after I left intensive care.
Sam Jan 2017
tick...tick...tick...

Months, Moments, Minutes

tick...tick...tick...

Speeding Sorrowful Seconds

tick...tick...tick...

Heavy Hardy Hours

tick...tick...tick...

Fleeting Forever

tick...tick...

Until they're gone

tick.
*Poem may be revised*
I wrote a poem, 5 months ago today.
A poem I never thought I'd read again, something I put in the archives and never once believed that I'd see it in front of me again.
Here it is, today in my hands. I stare at the screen, because I don't know what else to become of it. To think how far I've come since that was written, to think of where I would be if it had never been inspired.
Emotion is felt in those harsh words, as I glance over them one more time. They speak to present day me, in a way I can't quite put a finger on. It is neither good nor bad, just, a feeling. I can remember being confused when I wrote it, and more so now as I read it. There are some things I guess you just never forget, ya know? The words said to me, will never be forgotten, because those are the words, who bring me to where I am today. The funny thing is, they came from the person you'd last expect, but hey, I have to have somebody to thank, because if those words never passed their lips...
I wouldn't have had the last 5 months.
Kayla Nov 2017
He's got this thing he does.
This thing with his tongue.
It goes a tick tock tick.
Over and over like a broken record.
But what can I say he is my best friend.
But annoying as hell

A tick tock tick.

He's got this thing he does.
This thing with his fingers.
It goes a snap snap snap.
Over and over like the spider man movies.
And hey I ain't dissing the Spider-Man movies.
But come on keep peter perked the same person people.
But what can I say this boy Is my best friend.
But annoying as hell but not so annoying anymore.

A tick tock tick.
A snap snap snap.

He's got this thing he does.
This thing with his mouth.
It goes a pop pop pop.
Over and over like a bubble popping.
But what can I say he's my best friend.
But maybe I want more.

Tick tock tick.
A snap snap snap.
Pop pop pop.

Is it hard to say that maybe the
Tick tock tick
Isn't as bad anymore

A snap snap snap.
Pop pop pop.

Is it even harder to say maybe the
Snap snap snap
Isn't annoying anymore.

Pop pop pop.

Is it hardest off all to say maybe the
Pop pop pop
Is what pulled the last straw.

Maybe my best friend is perfect the way he is.
Maybe I love him more than my best friend.

Tick tock tick.
A snap snap snap.
Pop pop pop.

He doesn't want what I want.
He loves me in a different way.
He loves me as a friend.

Tick tock tick.
A snap snap snap.
Pop pop pop.

— The End —