behind every breath
taunts the tick tock, tick tock
of time wearing thin
and therein lies the voice of doubt
that tears at me
whenever I wander towards the open window
but if long after the laughter stops
and with it the tick tock, tick tock
and I am still here
still and suffocating
still and
all at once falling apart
please make me laugh again
you with your own tick tock, tick tock
and I will not judge
instead I will make you laugh in turn
not to drown the madness
or calm the seas raging within
but to hold in my mind
when the fear sets in
when I am not strong enough to make myself breathe
even if there are days
when behind these eyes is the end of time
where my shadows walk
and the tick tock, tick tock
begins to fade
laugh with me anyway
as I cry for laughs long silenced
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