Ticking Like a Bomb
You won’t find me when you’re looking,
But you will know when I am gone,
Every single second feels like a year,
My hearts ticking like a bomb.
One day you will remember me,
Like a good old fashion song,
You never forgot the words to,
My hearts ticking like a bomb.
You take your time to notice,
You hear the sound of the alarms,
But you reached inside and pull the pin.
There is no moving on.
Copyright © Stacy Gauthier | Year Posted 2025
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