The Clock Goes On

• Artist: luckylee218
• Description: Most of my poems have a theme, typically they are about love. Most of the time it's not the light happy side of love. This one happens to be about a person who is cutting their wrists.
  
  I'll let you come up with why and where. lol
• Date: 07/15/2008
• Tags: suicide depression cutting

The clock goes on
as the tears still fall.
For confusion, fear... the song.
Echoing against the wall
tick drop tick drop tick drop tick drop
it slithers down my wrists
warm, sticky, filled with life; don't stop.
Murmurs all around from faceless lips
telling lies with no shame
tick drop tick drop tick drop tick drop
all these feelings have no name
warm sticky; filled with life... please stop
But it wont end, these sickening sounds
on and on, one two, one two
down and out; I begin to drown
reaching for hope, dreams, love... you
hands so warm, pulling me near
don't let me go...
keep me close, let me hear
your voice close by and take it slow
soft, warm and strong you seem,
at first glance it's what you are
but you tremble too, looking for a seed
of hope, change; a heart

Comments

[ekitten614]

Wow, very nicely written, and a nice theme too! It captures feelings well, though I didn't realize it was about cutting until I read your description, I thought it was tears, since it talks about tears in the second line. Awesome anyway! : D

[Lady Darkshadow Firefly]

yes i got the wrist-cutting part early in the poem, and i understand well the dark side of love...very nice interpretation...also the onomatopia(sp?) of the clock was good...

[luckylee218]

Lol, well, I can't say that I do either. I just had the lines of "tick drop tick drop tick drop tick drop" stuck in my head for a while.

[RisikaFox]

While I don't approve of cutting, I'm no stranger to that feeling of hopelessness. Your poem was well written and moving. Kudos.