Passing Time





The clock ticks signaling the passing of time

Counting seconds, wasting away my life

How many seconds must I wait to finish this minute?



This moment in time, so precious, insignificant ...



Tick tock goes the second hand again

Signaling the passing of life, towards the end

How long must I wait for it to reach another minute?



Another moment of my life has passed again ...



Tick tock, tick tock ... tick ... tock ... tick tock



How long must I wait to reach that final moment?

When time will stop, or I will stop ...



And I won't have to wait again

For the second hand to reach that number twelve.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written when i was in a random mood ... whatever that is. ^____^

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