Clocks

I could just feel the wasted minutes slipping away from me.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

So goes my time.

The minute hand creeps by.

I stare intensely.

I’m hoping to speed it up.

My non-existent superpower.

If only, if only.

Tick, tock. Tick, tock.

Away goes my life.

Reviews

[PaperHearts]

Hmm, this was really intriguing. I liked the flow of this piece, and when I was reading it, I could almost hear the sound of the clock ticking! =P
It made me think about the fact that sometimes, we realise that our lives are slipping away, yet we still hold back from all the things that we could possibly do. I think that you captured this feeling in a really simplistic and blunt way, and wrote it in such a way that everyone is able to relate to.
Nice write,
~PaperHearts