The Clock

THE CLOCK

Round clocks tell their time______________________________________________________________________

But not in my mind_________________________________________

They tell their stories_______________________________________

But I can not tell mine______________________________________

The time lines are hard to see_______________________________

I can not remember the years_______________________________

I get jealous of those who remember theirs______________________

But I've done things to make me black out_______________________

I live in haste_____________________________________________

And baste in my own shame and guilt__________________________
I can not erase___________________________________________

And I try so hard _________________________________________________

To release it's energy______________________________________________

But my mind is stuck______________________________________________

In a time stopped clock____________________________________________

Broken at midnight________________________________________________