By: Suzy Schwabl
It’s 2:13am. Tick Tock, Tick Tock: time is a robber Snatching away the minutes of which my body desires sleep
The thoughts, here they come: Oh no, oh no not again The worst ones that set in... And all of a sudden the world is ending
Life flashes before the blackness of my eyelids Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Every mistake, every desire, every love, every hate As if they are the sheep I am supposed to be counting. One... two... three… Ninety eight... ninety nine... one hundred...
Why am I not asleep?
Every regret I have never remembered creeps in Straightening the hairs on my neck on their path to my mind And all of a sudden these blankets aren’t as warm These 2:13 thoughts are simply not my friend. Mocking laughs echoing, on and on and on An open invitation to my worries, fears, and doubts
I hate them, I hate them Make them go away, Away! Away! Away! Expel these demons from my mind!
And my eyes open, Tick. Climbing from the grave of which my mind dug itself Tock.
It is 2:14am. Tick Tock The world is at peace once again.