20 February 2013
Tick... A bead of sweat creeps down my spine... Tock... Turn my back so she can't see my cryin'... Tick... Fingertips sensitive to the lightest touch... Tock... How can my ego devour itself so much... Tick... I can't bear the show that plays out behind my eyes... Tock... After each day I haven't saved you, a little of me dies... Tick... Muscles burning, five hours have passed without sleep... Tock... Still searching but I will find the girl that gave me her soul to keep...
Tick....
....Tock....
Tick Tock • Opuss № I