Ticking of a Clock

Some days times flies.
The ticking of the clock, no longer heard.
Times flies when you are having fun,
when you are smiling, screaming of joy, being yourself.

Some days, times seems to slow down.
The ticking of the clock resonating in your head.
Times seems to slow down when you are bored,
sad and wishing you could have fun.

Time seems to stop when life flies before your eyes.
The hands of the clock frozen.
All you see is slow motion.

It's as if time, doesn't even exist,
for a split second everything stops.
The leaves freeze in the air as your life flies by.
You see your childhood, your memories, your nightmares.

But then,
in a blink of an eye,
time is restored.
the clock continues ticking...forever.

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