Time.

December 14, 2017
By Isabela01 BRONZE, McLean, Virginia
Isabela01 BRONZE, McLean, Virginia
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I watch his hands move
Cold and meticulous
Calculating

Those hands control me
I must obey
I can’t ignore them

He follows me wherever I go
An ever present reminder
That I am trapped with no escape

Will he ever leave?
Or will he always follow me
Slowly pushing me closer and closer to my grave

I hear him now
Louder, louder, louder
Deafening

Tick, tick, tick


The author's comments:

People are always talking about how teens these days are a slave to their phones when in reality everyone is really a slave to time.


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