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Time On The Clock

The clock walked slow today,

As if it deliberately gave me some extra time,

To do my best in the limited seconds I'm given,

And I have held on to every hour,

With my tight hands,

Hoping to stretch it further.

Now, the clock threatens to tick faster,

As if its deliberately asking me to pause,

Until it resets itself,

And all the time with it.

 
 
 

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