Public Poetry. Every moment of Pain.
Contains some strong language. Every moment of pain lets you know you’re alive. Every moment of joy lets you know it’s worth it.+ Fuck fake I’ll...
Contains some strong language. Every moment of pain lets you know you’re alive. Every moment of joy lets you know it’s worth it.+ Fuck fake I’ll...
Sleep is for prisoners. A way to block out the constraints placed upon them. If only for a short while in each cycle of 24 hours.But...
Forever, I could watch these yellow pansies swaying against the cerulean sky and listen to the clink of ice cubes; swirling my glass in circles like...
Hot afternoon I’m drinking blood in this red-hot afternoon blood with white transparent particles on it savouring every sip the colour paints my lips bloody redthe...
There’s something sad about Alice She sits there sipping her tea Half-gone the cup Half-gone the eyes. As she listens to the song of the sea...
Hope, what have you done? You’ve betrayed me again, Turned my eyes towards hell. You took a piece of my heart, Slipped it in your pocket...
Every morning when I wake I see your face and smile Warm in bed All night long Sleeping next to you. Every time that we quarrel...
Living with depression alienates you from people and things, you do not want to speak to people let alone socialize with them, you are in your...
All in all the family were happy, Audrey was a clever child she managed to walk at an early age and for her years she was...
Adrian breathed a sigh of relief, the tests were hard, the waiting excruciating but in the end, it was all worthwhile, yes he thought hard and...