Tick Tock

Tick Tock Time bleeds, from every pore in our skin Escaping us no matter what we do It flows from our bodies, leaving us empty within Fills us with the desire to start anew Stealing our youth, the warmth in our cheeks Wrinkles of a thousand tears mark our faces An alien rasp is the one that speaks A voice that curses this time that eternally races Memories, decades in span; Smiling faces, guiltless laughter, the best of friends Leading back to where our journey's had once began. A million miles away from where it all ends Beyond my lenses I see tortured hands Strangled by ropey veins Struggling with my daily demands Spent sat in these arthritic chains Chains attached to this stinking chair Mouldy wallpaper in the prison I call 'Home' - Falls about my thinning hair Sat in this rocking chair, entirely alone