"White The clock on the wall Fills me with fear, It’s cursed for me, Reminding me of her every second. On these lifeless walls, Whenever my eyes wander, They are drawn to it. As if this clock peers into my soul. With every tick, it whispers, “How long will you stay trapped? In this moment where she left you. The world has moved on with every tick, But you remain stuck in this Limbo." This cursed clock frightens me. ©indefinite_mirage "