Title: Time
by Ellie from London | in writing, poetry
The darkness hits me like a mighty wave,
Roaring as it comes, its jaws clamp down,
It snarls and swirls around me, foaming, frothing,
Its milky white foam spatters me from all directions,
Cold but light,
Stark against the blackness of the water.
The clock strikes.
Suddenly everything changes:
Purring, it rocks me back and forth like a baby in a cradle,
Sleek, sedate and sapphire-blue,
It slowly seeps away,
Leaving only me and the ceaseless ticking of the clock.
A 10 minute poem I wrote today after a long day of work...
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