All But Peace
White is the colour I wear when I’m in sorrow. My soul marks the the space in between the emptiness I’ve always felt as it’s own, to keep and to hold.There’s been nothing but despair...
A Welcomed Fairwell
I’ve often wondered what would be my ultimate yet inevitable demise in life. My death is something which in short occasions seaps into my mind and I find myself thinking, how? Will this mechanism of...
Downers
Have you ever thought of calling me after you’ve had a few? Because I have. Nights when whiskey, or gin, or wine have poisoned my bloodstream, the familiarity of your laugh creeps out of my...
27 Seconds
It’s been days since we last spoke Your silence echoes in my head, Banging on to the drums of my ears, it’s the loudest thing I hear. I know it hasn’t been easy, fighting for...
Conflict and Resolution
I’m walking on eggshells wherever I go Tip-toe So as not to disturb But I am disturbed I’m in your way Silence is clawing it’s way at my nerves Knawing my conscious Slicing then sticky...
The Poet
He often spoke Seeming to catch himself in the middle of a sentence. Going on for short, disjointed paragraphs at a time. Filling the air with bittersweet memories of his childhood, Women he had loved...