Tic Toc A poem by J. R. Lim

1. Tic Toc
By Janica Rose Lim

2. The clock keeps on ticking.
And I am here waiting.
Days? Months? Years? I can't tell.
Can't tell why I'm here as well.

3. But I keep on screaming
a name without a face,
in this big empty place.
I still hear the ticking.

4. My heart is beating fast.
How long will it last?
The clock is deafening.
When will it stop ticking?

5. I can see him coming,
through a blinding bright light.
Dress in a robe so white.
I come to him, running.

6. He's who I'm waiting for.
The name I've been screaming.
I know why I'm here for.
Now the clock stops ticking.