The Sounds of Death

TICK, TOCK

watch the clock
the hours drag on by

BEND, SNAP

heart caught in a trap
forever left to cry

CRACK, POP

the voices never stop
eyes close and then sigh

CLINK, CLANK

mind becomes blank
just waiting to die

BREATH, SILENCE

destroyed by self violence
but now with wings to fly

© 2013 Chasity Reynolds

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Added on January 17, 2013
Last Updated on January 17, 2013
Tags: death, sounds, breath, silence, wings, suicide, self violence, angel, tick tock, clock

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Chasity Reynolds

Pendleton, IN

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My name is Chasity Reynolds. I am a 17 year old author and student. I love to write poetry and short stories. I'm working on a novel but that is for the big time(: haha. Hope you enjoy! more..