Time Bomb

I am strapped to a time bomb
The clock is broken, but the timer still goes
I can feel it with every beat against my heart
Sometimes it sparks, but it never ignites
Sometimes time stops, and I can breathe
But the clock always starts ticking again
Years:Days:Hours:Minutes:Seconds
Someone holds the controls but it’s not me.

They have pills these days
They tell me that maybe if I take this, the straps will loosen.
Maybe I can wiggle out
Maybe, just maybe, I can disarm the bomb that clings to my body
It never loosens that much, they just give me a new solution
Another loosening
But with every ‘solution’, the straps hold stronger
Sometimes I feel time stop, and sometimes I think I see sparks.
What I know, Is that there is this time bomb
It is strapped to my body
And it spends my days ticking away,
Oblivious of what it is doing to the world around me