12 Ticks On A Clock Poem by Michael Webb

Tossing and turning
Thoughts softly are burning
Holes in my head
Oddly concerning
Face the fact
That we are sitting here learning
What it feels to be dead
How love can destroy hearts
How hate is lurking
And when the lights go off
We're alone in our heads
All alone in the dark

Paralyzed in peril
With puffy eyes
Sobbing and crying
Sterilize our secrets
Explain to me why
All that glitters isn't gold
And everything alive surely will die
Why did we start
Why did we try
Why sacrifice our hearts
If they can kill us inside

Broken records and broken souls
Relationships eloping
With cemetery holes
With gallows choking
The life from us both
I hope you can
Understand what I wrote
Wishes down the well
I believe they will soak
Or drown in reality's revoke

Terrorizing tempers
Fuming with rage
Although reasons may be separate
They still cause the same thing
Love is a battlefield
Our minds are at war
Our lips are sealed
Our hearts are torn
Be prepared for acres of gore

We started too young
We said we were prepared but we lied
Somewhere amongst all the fun
Our laughter began to die
The breath in our lungs
Began to subside
Now I can't breathe
I can only try

You aren't supposed to need someone
Because what if they leave
You gave me your hand
And I bit the hand that feeds
Feed me love
Feed me disease
Feed me stitches so I won't have to bleed

Wasted time I guess
Racing against it to decrypt feelings
That are already at rest
And although I am reeling
Fate is something that I do not test
So it's probably for the best

Life goes on
But mine won't
Because you are my life
So now that your gone
I will soon go

Time is ticking
Away down to nothing
My eyes have stopped dripping
My mind has stopped running

I can no longer see your face
In my mind
It's all been erased

It's all to end in due time
And the reason why

I made my bed and in my bed I will lie