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I read your message, and then I put my phone down and went back to my dinner
I’m your opium.You’re overdosing.Barely coping,hot sweats,huge debts to the devil.You spend and you spend,beg, again and again,I scare you to death,but you can’t stay away.I look in your eyes,and I see what I’ve done.I don’t feel a thing,and you feel everything.
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Navigating
I used to believe that my life was a long commute between my Mother and My God,but as I hurtle down the same roads,chasing the same sunsets and same, fractured sleep patterns,I begin to realise that I have been breaking free,veering off the well work path I have paced a hundred times,running so fast towards…
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Maybe They Were Right
Fire rains, like tears.What have we done to this place?Why can’t we just stop?
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And Yet, I Am
He threw thunder against the front door,glass raining down onto the carpet, as the chairs and table crept away,unwilling to be witness to what was unfolding.The lights lingered,curious and cruel,swinging to and fro as he towered above me,his heart, shattered, and me, stolen away. There are people that can help you to be normal. You…
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Wildfire
I found the forest that housed my family tree,wandering the soft ground with a weary sigh,dropping matches and lit cigarettes until flames licked the harsh, hard wood of my past and I watched it burn, with a blank expression.