Pocket Watch
By Olivia G
Published 11 September 2017
I can stop time.
I can pause the world and make time slow.
I am held tightly in the palm of your hand,
I am gently placed inside your pocket.
With gold rimmed edges,
With fine crystal glass,
With an eloquent gold chain,
With the love I am made from.
The numbers carved into me fills you with hope,
The feeling of my chain around your wrist fills you with comfort,
The stains impressed into me from your decisions fills you with regret,
The parts of me chipped and cracked give you memories.
Without me you are lost,
Without me you are woeful,
Without me you are frantic,
Without me you are broken.
I am ticking away with each tender second,
I am counting away the time to go,
I know the more life goes the more time I take away.
I represent life itself,
I am a pocket watch.