Reminisce of Lockdown

Tick tock…

tick tock…

time passes,

pain seeps in,

everything changes…

but I still remain in one place as my mind races,

one thing is consistent the clock doesn’t stop

more time passes,

more and more loss

got to keep busy or I’ll get lost

I scratch to the ground to feel something solid 

as my hand slips I fall deeper

deep in despair

The more I fight the more 

I fall

I start to wonder what awaits me down there

If I let myself fall where will I will fall too 

and who will be left when I am done being stripped bare


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