14 Jun 2019 A storm came in and made us crash I feel overcome, try to discern The black was deep but there was flash Inside my chest, it...

1Running through a dark forest, 2A dark shadow follows me. 3Hair blowing behind, 4Whipping my face and cheeks. 5The birds chirping high...

I ugly cry. My face distorts and contorts, I get red, I get puffy, It isn't pretty or demure. I get loud, I get angry, and I sobb and...

1The colours swirl in front of me, 2So bright and pretty, they are all I can see. 3The dazzling shimmer floats in orange light, 4The...

I love you, and I hate you For all the things that you did For the days we laughed And the days you screamed The days you hugged, And for...

Why do I paint? So that I can bring to life what I create. Why do I write stories? So that I can live in a better world. Why do I write...

“We’ve got only one hour, To fill this sour tower, With my love, I will shower You, till my last breath and power. With one hour, we’ll...

I don’t need you judging me, Telling me how good you used to be, Comparing your younger self with me. There’s somewhere else you could...

Strangers lives, Fleeting times, Bus passengers, Exchanging glances. Flip-flops, sandals, shoes. A variety of characters and stories....

Madness. What does it mean to be mad? To lose control of thyself or to be controlled by recollections? The heart I pushed asunder comes...