The tick tick ticking
Never seemed to be missing
Fore total silence was replaced by static
To only become the contact drum of tocking
Only to ignore the knock knock knocking on the door
Piercing cries of red black eyes
Somehow bore into what none explored
Longing over a lost one, I implored
It couldn't be true what the ghastly beast said
It just couldn't be
But the ticking filled the silence
And the violence of the eyes of the devil
Whom I ignored
Though it waits ever so patiently
Knock knock knocking
On my door

5/31/18