I want nothing more than to ask For help, yet I have no idea How to start this most painful task As I must acknowledge my fear I want nothing more than My opportunity To walk where I have ran From obligation free I want nothing Yet must take time Never loving This life of... Continue Reading →
Senryu: Words
Your words are poison Their deadly destructive drip Eats away in time.
Senryu: Temptation
Temptation is there If I asked, what would happen Ruined illusion
Zanze: Feeling
Feeling as though I can’t be seen I am walked through like a doorway I live a life that has not been Of my life I am a stow-away. Feeling as though I can’t Make any more mistakes A truth I can’t recant Too fast to hit the brakes. Feeling as though My mind is... Continue Reading →
Senryu: Screams
Screams within my head Still echo as though empty In a thought filled mind.
Free Verse: Letter To Myself (Aged 14)
DS, There are so many things That will challenge you in life, And challenge will push you To learn things You should have never had to know. Sickness, Emotional pain, And death. You know all of these things early, Yet I’m not sure anyone Ever thought To explain them to you Properly. Instead, you take... Continue Reading →
19th May 2017
One year ago today, I was at the very beginning of a mental breakdown that led me to write this. I shared it on Facebook at the time, but the words seem so powerful still that I wanted to share them again. This time as a reflection, and a reminder of where I have come... Continue Reading →
Kintsukuroi
Kintsukuroi : The Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with lacquer dusted with gold silver or platinum powder. Have you ever broken something you love? A favourite coffee cup, a decorative vase or bowl, something that to you represented beauty, life or simply was an extension of yourself (if I were an action figure I’d... Continue Reading →
Hear Me Roar
Sunday, 14th May 2017 - 12:43 In November of last year I developed three things: an idea for a short story (Luca’s Story), a horrid chest infection, and the beginnings of a relationship. By mid December, only one of those things was still around. I met Roar (not his real name) on Tinder. It wasn't... Continue Reading →