Feelings

I have lots of feelings right now. 

So many. 

But I don’t know if the words are right. 

So I will just post some photos I have done recently with some poetry I have written. 

I spin, I spin. So the world can blur. And we can mend.

She’s stuck in a nightmare, she whispers while she sleeps. “I live in this clock. I’m stuck in this clock.”

The broken fountain doesn’t hear her wish. But something else does…