ShadowPuppete

I sit and grumble over the emotions and the feelings that have overcomed me so. Why does she do this? How could she do that? Does she understand? It angers me, it places me in a state of confusion and frustration. "Why can't she understand?" I sit with my head in my hands, the old clock above my head. I hear its sound, almost calming and soothing. Then it stops, the tick and the tock, the hands of the clock, cease. As if to deprive me of my last joy, peace and comfort! "Why would you do this to me?!" I look up to it, and take it down. I'll fix it, I tell myself. I will force it to work for me! I'll force it to be operational. I take out m