Clocks

The grimace of a man with no face. Disconnected from the miscellaneous ways of a stranger. Time is lost with every passing of the ticking clock. Do you know who you are? Do you know where the smiles of tomorrows forever's disappeared to? Fear is nothing but an excuse. Nothing but a powerless statement. You are like a bird with no wings. How can you live? How can life seem anything but insufficient? The lights have gone out now. Darkness has embodied everything you once stood for.