She made a clock

As she slowly woke up, her eyes adjusted to the familiar scene of the brown door with its ugly yellow handle positioned directly in front of the bed. She just stared at it for a while, soon feeling uneasy like her posture was bothering her. She shifted uncomfortably in her bed. It was a wonder … Continue reading She made a clock



I had an annoying drop out of my eye Its called a tear. But I’m proud to admit I cry   Just sometimes.   I saw love today and it was grim. Her face, Her face had the countenance I’ve dreamed of, Of love. And it was not for him.   It was for another, … Continue reading Rhymes