verses.

the clock is ticking,
the pendulum's swinging.
my heart is racing,
and my mind is clinging,
to the only thing,
that keeps me breathing,
which is needing.

as i toss and turn,
blankets cover me.
and as temeperatures burn,
i thought, let them be.
then i hug my knee, and
turn to the mirror beside me.

i see the reflection,
without affection.
a polished reaction,
to the same situation.
of lives in death,
and death of lives.
and of days in night,
and nights in days.

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