tick tockedblindfolded, we see more than we let on.tick tocked by ~emokidvicious
let me rest, catching sweat and debris in my labored breath
bound and gagged by regrets i swore i didnt have
and if i had, i swore that they wouldnt stay this long
tired rags held by a quiet girls broken hands
keeping my forehead cool
it is sad to think that someone is seeing me like this
so disoriented and frightened
craving so much god damned sympathy
with no one left to take my bait.
and a grandfather clock laughs from somewhere i cant reach.
its tick and its tock crescendo through my head
my ears burn, but thats nothing to worry...
someone must be speaking of me.
but i know its not you, so who can a crawl to now?
i cant hear them from so far away,
and i dont feel quite so graceful now.
i guess this is how things work themselves out
the hole in the mattress just gets bigger when slept on
i put everything i had on my winning card
how ironic that you were the one to flush me down
and i came to this by choice, this time i have no vestel