The Clock

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The numbers on the clock change again 
I watched them tick over 
reminding me that another minute has passed 
and I’m still awake

I observe my staccato thoughts 
wondering 
how to quiet this frantic mind 
My brain talks with my anxiety about possible futures –  
they’re all what ifs and maybes 
of things that haven’t happened 
and I can’t control

The numbers on the clock change again 
the one constant force in life 
the slow, steady movement of time 
A steady tick, something to depend on 
that thoughts can’t stop or change

I can at least find a strange comfort in this truth 
It’s enough for now – 
the torturous clock becomes my friend

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