Death Clock

My clock ticked on and on
My life passed before my eyes
And then it was almost gone
I seemed to think a thought
I seemed to ask a question
Of what could be out there
in the world beyond
The one I knew so well

I felt the seconds slip away
As if they were my life
And only one thing remained that was mine
My hate for everything and everyone
I do not know the why of it
Or where it all came from
All I know is that it was there
But the ticks continued on

I felt the hate be washed away
It left a hole so deep and wide
I cannot even yet fathom its size
It lay there within me
Like a black-hole upon my heart
But the ticks went on
And so that hole was filled with love
That had long been forgotten

The pain of death so great
Was cut short by your loving gaze
And i could see in you
All that I could be
All that I should be
The clock ticked on
Till it struck the hour
Of my death so long forestalled

Yet with calm acceptance and not fear
Did I face death that night
And I feel my soul the better for it.