The Clock
The clock on the wall says it's 10 minutes to midnight
But I can't read a thing
Time isn't anything when you're not around
10 minutes to midnight but I'm 15 to insanity
And half-past heartbreak
With every second that passes
The void in my chest expands
Eats me from the inside out
And I know it's silly
But the phone never leaves my side
And my hopes keep falling every second it doesn't ring
The scale continues to tip the other way
I call once only to go straight to voicemail
There's no cell service six feet under
The clock reads midnight
But where am I?
But I can't read a thing
Time isn't anything when you're not around
10 minutes to midnight but I'm 15 to insanity
And half-past heartbreak
With every second that passes
The void in my chest expands
Eats me from the inside out
And I know it's silly
But the phone never leaves my side
And my hopes keep falling every second it doesn't ring
The scale continues to tip the other way
I call once only to go straight to voicemail
There's no cell service six feet under
The clock reads midnight
But where am I?
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Written in an effort to procrastinate midterm studying. I will resume writing I'm Just Fine, With or Without as soon as they are over and will hopefully increase its one chapter length.