December 22, 2011
Tick, tock—
No, there’s no time—
Take this off my hands, will you?
Yes, it’s yours, it’s free.

Snip, snip—
No, there’s no time—
I want it all off, yes, all of it.
No, just keep the change.

Ring, ring—
No, there’s no time—
I was just calling to say…
Well, never mind, goodbye.

Ding, dong—
No, there’s no time—
The hands are circling, circling…
Yes, of course I slept fine.

Tick, tock—
No, there’s no time—
No time left anymore
For anyone to notice.

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Michaelseanchavez said...
Dec. 28, 2011 at 7:07 pm
For a poem about suicide it is very great.. I myself have a poem like this check it out please?
FrenchHippie said...
Dec. 28, 2011 at 2:41 am
It's beautiful (if suicide can be called beautiful) in that you captured it spot on. Really intriguing and artistic. Will you check out some of my work and tell me what you think? Thanks :)
reader123 said...
Dec. 27, 2011 at 1:25 pm
Is it by any chance about cancer?
CallieAnne replied...
Dec. 27, 2011 at 4:46 pm
No, it is about suicide.
Inksplotch said...
Dec. 26, 2011 at 1:35 pm
This was fantastic! I love it (: 5/5 easy. Could you check out some of my work and rate/comment? I'd really appreciate it!
GirlGamer54 said...
Dec. 25, 2011 at 9:05 pm
I love the poem! Most of my poems end up repeating too.
Orangedolphin said...
Dec. 24, 2011 at 10:30 am
This poem was very intriguing! I love the repetition you used!
Jinxerz said...
Dec. 23, 2011 at 11:07 pm
Oh, it's so beautiful. I love this poem!
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