Life's Clock Poem by Brendan Miller

Life's Clock



Tick tock
'Round the clock
I'm not sure if I want to stay
In my bed so I can rot the day away

I lay there still, thinking about nothing
Definitely not laughing or jumping
But how I can sit in bed all day
And continue to rot my life away

Saturday, February 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
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