Clocks and time, doing their thing

[PurpleKitty]

Tik tok. Tik tok.
Time slows to a stop
As I sit here and watch the clock
I can never understand time,
It continously teases and confuses me.

Tik tok. Tik tok.
Time is an unknow marker
Counting down the time we have left
To do what is unknow also
Maybe it counts until our death

Tik tok. Tik tok.
But no time merely slows to a stop,
It does not jump, it does not grieve.
A bystander to all events, to all emotions
All knowing but yet only able to count down the time.

Tik tok. Tik tok.
This is the sounds of a clock.
You may think me mad,
But these clocks aren't so bad
They only help you keep track of time.

A delicate time where you don't know when your time will be up.

 

*any advice is welcome, I don't really think this is a poem, it's just something I randomly came up with*