tic tac
It sounded as if i had my head set on .
Tic tac, tic tac
I dont know but it became louder, tossing and turning until all my brain would processs was questions of; is it worth it.
Tic tac, flashes of my last happy laugh, was it worth it?
Tic tac, what's the cost of my happines, does it cost me enough?
Tic tac what is to be valued? Does been good really count or makes one be used.
I dont know.
Tic tac, I am losing my breathe, becuse I think time is moving fast and I am just here doing nada. Or am I still young, I need to be patient.
Tic tac, I cant help it but worry. Worry that tommorrow is not promised, but why should I live today if tommorrow I wont be there.
Tic tac, gets louder and this time slower. I could hear five tics' in a second. A roller coaster feeling, I cant breathe . Heavy pants to gasp the air.
Tic tac, it's deep in the night, why does it have to feel this way. Death can be cruel to us the living but is it comfortable on the other end? How does it feel; loved, comforted, legit shoulder to lean on, peace of mind and piece of mind knowing where your loved ones are.
Damn . Growing old must be the scam of all time but do we say . Tic tac I aint thinking about dying sooner but just thinking out loud . Is it worth the struggle on earth ?
Anyway I know my God is going to walk with me through this phase.
Love folks,
TUSHEE
🤗
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