Post by LostInnocence on Mar 4, 2005 10:23:54 GMT -5
Among the many sounds that night,
The loudest
Was the ticking clock.
The seven-year-old clock,
Ticking away
As your shadow towered over me.
The clock grew louder,
But other sounds ceased to exist.
You and I
Became one.
You and I and the clock
Became one.
I struggled to fight back
As you pushed me down.
The clock began to slow.
The darkness of the room
Blinded me.
The clock grew deafening.
Your body weighed down on mine
Suffocating me.
And the ticking clock slowed even more.
The people dream about
Clocks ticking forever,
But they never do.
The ticking ceases
As the women grow.
That night,
My clock slowed too soon.
The room seemed to swoon around me.
Making me dizzy
And sick.
The clock continued to tick.
We struggled together,
The clock and I,
To keep on going.
You looked into my eyes,
Directly at the clock.
And sneered
As you pushed yourself inside me.
Tears streamed down my cheeks.
The clock stopped ticking;
It was the loudest sound I’ve ever heard
*Author's Note: This poem isn't one of my best (in my opinion) but it is for an assignment...so constructive criticism is highly appreciated!*
The loudest
Was the ticking clock.
The seven-year-old clock,
Ticking away
As your shadow towered over me.
The clock grew louder,
But other sounds ceased to exist.
You and I
Became one.
You and I and the clock
Became one.
I struggled to fight back
As you pushed me down.
The clock began to slow.
The darkness of the room
Blinded me.
The clock grew deafening.
Your body weighed down on mine
Suffocating me.
And the ticking clock slowed even more.
The people dream about
Clocks ticking forever,
But they never do.
The ticking ceases
As the women grow.
That night,
My clock slowed too soon.
The room seemed to swoon around me.
Making me dizzy
And sick.
The clock continued to tick.
We struggled together,
The clock and I,
To keep on going.
You looked into my eyes,
Directly at the clock.
And sneered
As you pushed yourself inside me.
Tears streamed down my cheeks.
The clock stopped ticking;
It was the loudest sound I’ve ever heard
*Author's Note: This poem isn't one of my best (in my opinion) but it is for an assignment...so constructive criticism is highly appreciated!*
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