Grasp

Tick tock,

The endless days pass just like that.

The clock,

Your great enemy, first and last.

Cold, lost,

The hands of the clock hold you tight.

Trapped, caught,

Gripped and crushed without a fight.

Give in.

Mainstream subordinance is irresistable.

The clock wins.

Insanity is odd yet still formidable.

Wield this weapon,

To kill some time.

You'll never win,

But that's just fine.