The years have been hard, A dullness, a dark room without any light. Hands always stretching out ahead, chasing, Everything always just out of reach. I thought of you when I needed some colour in the darkness, A flash of hope, of what I might one day find. I always had you in the back … Continue reading I Wished For You, Too
'By the time I'm 30, I'll be recovered enough to go to New York.' I lost years of my life to mental illness, with the hope of one day being able to recover - the one consistent thought being 'by the time I'm 30...' By the time I'm 30, I'll have recovered, faced my fear … Continue reading Dream Trip
I had a jar of hopes - a literal jar that I would fill with small pieces of paper with my hopes written down. Today, the wind sent the jar flying and it smashed. All my hopes that I have not read since I wrote them down, scattered all over the floor. I have debated … Continue reading Hope
It is over. It is done. I studied some business lately - I loved it. I had always wished to do it, never thought I would have the chance, the opportunity, or the brains... Yet, here we are. I have my work in front of me. There is 'excellent' scribbled all over it, on almost … Continue reading Here We Are
I saw you Last night Emaciated Half dead. All I could do was cry Scream Asking the same question Again and again Where is he? He's gone, where is he? That isn't him, where is he? Then morning came I woke up exhausted I woke up sad I woke up angry.
“When I lost her, I had dreams. Dozens of dreams. I was home and she was there, or she wasn’t. Sometimes it was worse when she was there because I knew that it would never be real. It would never be okay. She would take my hand, she was cautious - like she knew that … Continue reading Distance