Tick Tock

A poem about locking away pain and lies

Tick Tock

Tick tock goes the clock,
Take the key and lock them up,
End the pain,
End the lies,
From deep inside a soul dies.

With those thoughts in a head,
Anyone could wind up dead,
Deep within one's mind,
Which others crave to change,
With those who say it’s deranged.

Thought filled heads,
Planning the end,
Of life,
Of death,
And disease.

People saying that the world is fine,
Indeed a fine place to die,
Others seeing this place,
With all its problems,
And nothing like an ace.