Waiting for the time to pass till this boredom dies it’s not till I’ve seen the unfamiliar reflection that looks at me now that I realise I’ve wished life away
Reflection askew on a dirty pane Eyes lost amongst the tracks outside The familiar chugging of the train Such a normal scene, but pain resides Circling like vultures round the corpse Plucking thoughts like the decay of flesh All that is real and good in life warps In a hideous maze, in an endless mesh … More Half There
I climbed a great tree just to feel tall But when I reached the top I felt nothing at all I dug my hands deep into the sand But had never felt so disconnected from this land I blew a breath and watched its icy trail But had no ears to listen to my tale … More Empty
You know something? Life sucks. When you’re lace deep in mud, you know it ain’t gonna get any better. This is it. A toe poking through my mouth, a ripped tongue, worn to the sole, nothing like them others. The fancy heels. The boots she shines. I think I was blue once? I’m kinda grey … More Old Trainers
She was there again. Sitting on the bench in her white dress. The woman who only exists in the corner of my eye. But when I looked again, she had left, and perched on the top of the wooden, carved back sat a beautiful barn owl. It stood so still, a ruffle of brown golds, looking … More The owl
When I feel so small The little things mean so much But when even a little is too much for you to give I can feel myself fading I cease to exist.
I laugh and smile with the rest, because that’s what we do. But when the door shuts, when the blinds fall down, I shed the mask entirely. Pull it from my forehead, my nose, my cheeks, my chin. It pinches a little, but it was peeling already, little flakes of my facade crumbling away to … More Deafening Silence