Time won't tick
I don't feel sick
Shadows haunt me
And I can't find the key
To the lock
So the clock
Will move again
So I can begin
Life
Strife
And all that follows
I don't feel the hollows
In my heart
I can't start
Till I find the key
In me
It goes to the lock
In the clock
So it can move again
And I can begin
Not breath
But death
I am dead
I drink red
Do you know
I can show
My teeth
If not I'll sheath
Them
Succumb to my whim
That I will not make you
Do
For I found the key
In me
By my guest
Go ahead and guess
Just who the key goes to
What can you do
It's you
But will you mind
To wind
The clock
With the lock
Again
So I can begin
Love
That you and I wove
I know love and wove don't rhyme, but it's hard this is my second poem i've ever done.
DavidArchuletaa
I am stalking you. I am checking every post you made & every forum you visit.
Don't expect a mercy from me.
quickwing23
Okay then. Fine by me. Don't know why, but okay.