Villanelle

The clocks are ticking, on and on,
but still I should not lose my head:
My soul and thoughts will soon be gone.

Yet still I´m waiting here so long;
and why do I feel thin like thread?
The clocks are ticking, on and on.

I feel a headache growing strong,
perhaps the future makes me dread?
My soul and thoughts will soon be gone-

I generally just feel so wrong,
it even makes me see all red -
The clocks are ticking, on and on.

I slowly even hear a song,
while to a house in dreams I´m led.
My soul and thoughts will soon be gone

And now I hear the bells! Ding Dong!
It seems that I will soon be dead!
The clocks are ticking! On and on!
My soul and thoughts will soon be gone!