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On the other side of my mind I see him.
Slouched over, breathing heavy,
Ticking my walls with bleached nails, hard as rock.
“Tick tock, don’t stop,” he says;
“Tick tock,” I chant.
I clock out.
Need to crank up.
Before I inhale the moon rocks
I expel a breath and see a name
Spelled out in the sand
His name, not mine
He works his way through my system
An euphoria taking over
Enticing me to walk along a tightrope drawn tight above limbo
And I take the bait
He takes over and my wildest dreams come true
This monster’s sweet growls send me to Neverland
Never to return again
I can do anything
He can do anything
Walking hand and hand.
He scares me
“Erase the fear,” he says;
“Erase the fear,” I chant.
I submit to him.
Glass to crystal
I tick the cup, a hatch mark
“Faster, go faster,” they cry;
“Faster, go faster,” he whispers in my ear.
Speedily I sniff.
Like a pig I greedily hunt down the ice.
It cools my body with its cold exterior, his indifferent glances.
Ignite a flame
White-hot in my chest and the thumping begins
I can’t stop
Thump, thump
My breathing can’t keep up
Thump, thump
Recovering from my high jump
Tick tock
Is this me?
No it’s him
I can’t keep up.
With red-lined nostrils
I slow down the clock
My eyes dare not look at his hand ticking tocking the clock.
There he goes.
Color turns to bright, White, blinding light
“Tick tock, don’t stop,” he says;
“Tick tock,” I chant.
Tick tock my life
Shatters like glass.
- by That Dirty Dog |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/20/2012 |
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