Tick Tick Away
Seeing the time tick away
I wonder if this is what I live for
If theres more
To this .
When will the clock cease to exist
I consider so much
And its so much.
I see it sometimes
That I could be....
Moments from paradise
almost there
Just let me go
Let me be this way
I'm nuts today
A temporary insanity
Is what I plead
I’m not made of perfection
I can crawl and bleed
I can yell at the top of my lungs….
I can cry myself to sleep
That time is not today
I suppose.
Hm, surprisingly, I have
a bit of courage
Put off breakdown til some
other day..the voices say.
I contain myself well
For you perhaps.
And I wonder with preservation
With lack of consideration
Oh that something
Something has to break through
Break through the hard of me
Copyright © Lisa Santos | Year Posted 2007
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