Tiktok Poem by Ash Ash

Tiktok

‎the TikTok of clock is too loud
‎I've been trying to sleep
‎it's nothing different from crowd
‎watching me weep
‎tik tok, everythings gone
‎to me nothing belong
‎TikTok, it slipped through
‎all of it, I knew
‎TikTok, everything's change
‎I'm filled with range and it's strange
‎TikTok, I don't have time
‎what a crime
‎TikTok, it's not stopping
‎blood dripping dropping
‎TikTok, I'm scared
‎doesn't matter, nobody cared
‎TikTok, I can't change anything
‎there's no spring
‎TikTok, everything left behind
‎can't see, I've become blind
‎TikTok, too late, too late
‎too afraid, too afraid
‎TikTok,1 sheep 2 sheep
‎sleep sleep sleep
‎TikTok
‎TikTok
‎TikTok.
‎TikTok
‎is a monster
‎it's getting darker
‎it will not stop and haunt you down
‎face it you clown
‎use it wisely
‎the TikTok or clock is too loud
‎won't let me stop wondering out

Tuesday, September 2, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
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Time is a monster
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