Poetry

Tick tock

Tick, tock, tick, tockā€¦ That is time?Continuously moving and never stopsPropelling itself forward with each breath takenLooking back is only a reflection... It waits for no one. it just keeps turning,Travelling on its on beat, to an old rhythmWe hop and off this time train to healingNot knowing how long the journey will take us,So… Continue reading Tick tock