The third

Tick tack…. A ticking clock,
and it keeps ticking.
A silent sound.

It couldn’t be silence, because there is still a ticking sound.

Tick tack…. Just like a beating heart,
if it stops, then it will all end.

I’m getting closer.....,
I wonder..... is it some kind of clockwork?
Swiftly.... a watch is flowing by.
I’m facing it.
Two hands that rotate around dental cons.

The ticking stops...
were am I waiting for?

Glass flying around,
Blood and glass pieces,
over my hole face.
Dripping blood from my face....

Dark or black,
I cannot see,
........am I blind?
Trying to look,
what I see...... only blood.

How?
How was it possible to see colour,
if I’m blind....

Or am I dead?