Ticking

Tick
Tick
Ticking
I think I’m slipping
I can hear every second
But the minutes are skipping
Forward, then back
Try not to react
To the Tick
Tick
Ticking
There’s something missing
We’ve done this before
I’ve walked on this floor
Bad news in hand
Right where I stand
You told me those words
The ones that still hurt
Can someone please stop
The hands on this clock
It’s still Tick
Tick
Ticking
While blood is dripping
And nothing’s sticking
And I don’t feel at all
The moment that I fall
Or hear the sound
When I hit the ground
Unless this is endless
Like the Tick
Tick
Of a heart that’s missing
Some vital piece
Tick
Tick
Ticking
As the phantom I can’t see
Stares back at me
I’m still Tick
Tick
Ticking
But the pace is too fast
Tick
Tick
Ticking
I can’t seem to grasp
Tick
Tick
Tick