The Clock Ticker

Her eyelids flickered, 

And she shivered

Everything was a blur,

Her ears were ringing a bit,

Her forehead sweating

Her alluring hair spread on the pillow 

Her body shaking with range 

But what she heard was,

Only and Only, The clock ticker............ 

Her pulse quickened,

The lights dimmed

Maybe someone, Working on her wounds 

Made some sounds,

Yet, what she heard clearly was,

Only and Only, The clock ticker.............

Her eyes brimmed with tears as,

Pain shot up her body

Her tears fighting for their freedom

But something told her to hold them back...

She was gasping as if she has run hundreds of miles

But what she could concentrate was,

Only and Only, The clock ticker........

Her hands tightened around the bed handle

Her chest heaved up, her breath slowed,

The monitor beeped, doctors rushed,

Her tears still fighting for freedom

At last her body went still ......

Her eyelids covered her hazel eyes, 

Her hand loosened from the grip

Her breath normalized, The doctors give a sigh of relief

She let the tears kiss her cheek

Maybe because she was happy to be alive,

But still, now she could hear or her soul wanted her to hear,

Only and Only The clock ticker.