Grandfather Clock ode 3

Student 3: Ode to a Grandfather Clock

Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock

I can hear the sound so clearly

The sound of my life ticking by leaving me behind

In the emptiness of my own mind.

All I can do is sit

All I can do is listen

All I can do is wait.

Wait for death to strike while I sit and

Hear the sound of the rest of my life tick by.

Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock

I can hear the sound so clearly

The sound of the grand clock behind me.

I don’t have to see it to know it’s there

And I’m still alive

Living a life that won’t last long.

A life that never fully got to be lived.

A life where the person living it helplessly

Waits for death to strike while they sit and

Hear the sound of the rest of their life

Tick by …

Just waiting for the ticking to end, for good.