Alive and alone in my dimension
Staying up to exaggerate the time;
Clicking fingers to feel the frustration
The pressure is understandably mine.
I close my eyes with water caving in
My mind wishes to flicker lids about;
Body Quivering, goosebumps on the skin
Car head-lights place my body clock in doubt.
Twisting and turning to end the shaking
Rotating to Back, again to the front;
Racing thoughts that my Deep skull is making
Tears are racing down my face; waterfront.
The fear is being kept alive with sheets
Soft and fluffy, a Coffin of deep calm;
Wrapping into the darkness, it repeats
Then I lay there motionless – ticking bomb.
The spirit is contained within the clock
It rules night with an overbearing glare;
Any effort, you are met with a shock
Being forced to constantly check and stare.
So here I am as darkness turns to light
I lose again, each time worse than the last;
Lifting and rising; so try as I might
I worry about tonight; So downcast.