The glow of the clock mocks me………
It regards my past insolence…
It reads me thoroughly and sees my eyelids overcoming my
ambition…….
And just when I've settle into the person I am supposed to
be….
The god damn thing begins to yell at me... again
I fight back delivering a slap across its face and then
again it retaliates…..more horrible screams…..
The destroyer of dreams…..
One day I shall open this head and hand over my mangled mind…..whoever
unfolds the thoughts that are crushed and dreams that are lost….know this…..they
shall become yours…….a curse rather than a gift…….a summons……a dream…..nothing
more than a rift….
