Time After Time Poem by ben siemsen

lyin there on my bed hearin
the clock tick, and think of you
caught up in circles confusion
is nothing new flashback -
warm nights - almost left behind
suitcase of memories

sometimes you picture me-
im walkin too far ahead
your calling to me, i cant hear
wat you've said-
then you say- go slow
i fall behind-
the second hand unwinds

if ur lost u can look -and u
will find me
time after time
if u fall ill catch u- ill be waiting
time after time

after my picture had fades
and darkness has turned to
grey
watching through the windows
your wondering if im ok
secrets stolen from deep
inside the drum beats out
of time