Analysis of Tick, Tock
Time is running out for me, as I watch
each day past. Slow ticks from the clock
that hangs upon the wall.
Tick, tock, tick, tock, like a beating of
a heart, Knowing I'm going to die doesn't
really bother me at all.
But to lie here and listen to that rhythm
of ticking, waiting with each passing second
is truly distracting to my thoughts.
If I could gather my strength I would ask
for it to stop. But on the other hand, It
may just as well keep going, like it was
made to do. Tick tock tick tock.
|Metre||1110111111 11111101 110101 111110101 01101101110 1010111 11110101110 11010111010 110010111 1111011111 11111101011 1111110111 1111111|
|Closest metre||Iambic pentameter|
|Letters per line (avg)||29|
|Words per line (avg)||8|
|Letters per stanza (avg)||379|
|Words per stanza (avg)||100|
Submitted on May 16, 2010
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