Scarlet Clock
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Scarlet Clock

  1. 144 pages
  2. English
  3. ePUB (mobile friendly)
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Scarlet Clock

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A deep retelling, memories of old. Painful days and days grown cold. Within these words of Scarlet Clock, you'll find the sadness, the movement, the struggle of surviving deep and painful mental illness. Know your struggles may not be the same, but know that every day is a blessing in same.

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Year
2022
ISBN
9781666797879

Scarlet Clock

Kilayla Pilon

Table of Contents

  • Title Page
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The clock ticks as the dial turns
The thrumming hum of clicking gears the only sound
For silence is all that echoes inside that home
Save for the chime of another hour passed
Each moment a tempo beating through
As if ripping wounds in place
To those who hear the pendulum swing, to hear the gears grinding
They are reminded of the sorrow each new day can bring
As it marks one more second, minute, hour
Where the love that once sat laughing at the creaking dining room table
Decorated in Christmas holiday cloth and candles
Plates piled high and echoing grins as clinking cutlery filled the air
Sit now in silence with dusty fallen fair
Love lingers in the scrambled, torn paper sheets
Just as known that she is no longer here
The clock ticks as the dial turns
What must it be to feel that strange, foreign emotion
I tremble at its name, the fear flows through my veins
It has spread across my skin, starting from my beating heart
As the crimson spills in overflow and the delicate layers
They have split apart, in pieces of shredded misery
This emotion is one that many seek
Some climb moun...

Table of contents

  1. Title Page