17 - The Clock On The Wall
Time feels very strange
Every minute feels longer
Something is not right
My thoughts flee, my mind now blank
The minutes drag by
The clock on the wall ticking
Lying on the floor
I have a nice view of it
The hands seem quite still
But the ticking continues
And time drags on still
With me lying and waiting
Why am I waiting
What answers do I wish for
And to what questions
I wish I could think at all
As I try to move
My body refuses me
And my mind does too
The thoughts still leading nowhere
How long has it been
How long have I been vacant
No brain in my head
And no soul in my body
It could be five years
It might be just five minutes
Time has lost meaning
Reality has faded
The truth comes from it
When reality is gone
I see where I am
And how quiet it should be
It was never there
The wall or the clock it held
They are both gone now
Vanished with reality
Once again, I am alone with an empty mind
And with the ticking of the clock still on the wall
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