Poetry

Infection

written by: OurSacredHonor

Time moves slowly
When you need it to fly
Like a cancer spreading
Tediously waiting for you to die
It hits you when you're weakest
It walks on you when you're down
It loves to take advantage of you
When there's no one else around
Just you and the shadows and the tick, tick, tock
That has your eyes locked on the clock
Staring at the second hand for hours
Entranced my its magical powers
It possesses your mind
And in due time you'll find
That your each and every thought is dead
Time's disease has spread

Time won't heal all wounds
All it ever does is consume
Like the nauseating stench of a bad perfume
I'm feeling queasy as it fills the room

Time is an infection
Contemplating
Disseminating
It's malice through you
Time is an infection
Generating
Accelerating
Everything you do
Time is an infection
Propagating
Circulating
Until your heart beats in time
Time is an infection
Stimulating
Manipulating
Every thought that passes through your mind

Time moves quickly
When you need it to stop
And violently in your head it echoes
That tick, tick tock til you drop
From the pressure
Of the seconds crashing down on you
You just can't
Find the will to continue
Like the ticking of a time bomb
That sound is deadly
Listen intently to the deafening sound
Of it's two note medley
It won't stop for a second
There'll be no reckoning at which we can fall
There will never be an end
Because it was never even there at all

Time, like a shadow, follows me everywhere
It stands behind me to stare
Intently at me, all the while I'm unaware
That it's even there

Time is an infection
Contemplating
Disseminating
It's malice through you
Time is an infection
Generating
Accelerating
Everything you do
Time is an infection
Propagating
Circulating
Until your heart beats in time
Time is an infection
Stimulating
Manipulating
Every thought that passes through your mind

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