Tick tock
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
It's like the sound of o'clock
She closed her eyes and breathing
She took a deeply breath
Wondering so many times and why it happened?
She open her eyes then
Asking to her self "For all the things in this house, why the sound of o'clock so disturbing?"
She looking around and found a little knife
So she took it and try to cut her hand
But when it's almost touched her skin
She said whispered " I'm not that kind of psychopath"
She threw it back then closed her eyes again
The sound of o'clock running on her head
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
every time she listened that sound
Her heartbeat, beating faster
She tried to breathing even it's difficult
It's only the sound of o'clock
But it's hurt also to hear it
The thing's can't be remember easily
She tried to control her self
Breathing slowly but surely
She hold her chest
" what happens? there's something wrong with me "
Her hand trembling and she realized it
she realize that she wasn't get panic attack disorder without a reason
She hold her head and try to take a deep breath
Trying to remember all things in her life
But some memories gone
Locked somewhere and some place
And it's became a nightmare
And that tick tock always in everywhere
Trying to catch her and force her to find the memories.
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