The keyboard clacks and clicks,
The clock now tocks and ticks,
As time goes by,
The words do fly,
Little shapes like sticks.
**
The music beats and swells,
Containing sounds of bells,
The speakers thrum,
The voice does hum,
Like echos in a well.
**
The night is damp and dark,
Loud voices in the park,
Dreams are rare,
When sleep is spare,
But wish they could embark.
**
The days are long and slow,
But weeks, they seem to flow,
Confusion reigns,
The body strains,
And missing is the glow.
Slightly Ignorant 
Yay, a poem! Very well done. I love reading stuff like this out loud.
awesome rythum
Thanks guys 🙂 I’m always nervous about poems, but I’m pleased [for once!] with how I managed to make this one work more or less.
I know that feeling all too well. Beautifully written…flows smoothly.
Thank you! Glad you popped by :).
Love it, feel it, own the t-shirt. I just wasn’t able to express it as eloquently as you!
Thanks so much ^_^.