how easy it would be to slip back into old familiar way… back to a time when control wasn’t… and self loathing made decisions e… once upon a misery
black and white photographs snapshots of a rare and happy time… a holiday in Wales where the beaches are pebbled, a week away in a caravan
I saw you last night, just as you… that last time we met, everything of you the same me, I was now but back there then, all that emotion, all that pain an…
Shadows cling and dark clouds roll Pure negative daylight shrouds us… Its silky kiss upon fields and tre… Speckled moonlight falls and sways Night creatures rise and take cont…
Each day, every step Takes more strength than my world… And I can’t cry, Seeds planted ne… A longer breath held as the leash… Accolades of ghosts ago
Your eyes shine into mine Taking my perception to another di… And I’m lost in your sea It floats me further than any vaca… Do you feel as I do, strange elec…
and she said to me I’m dating a black man now, and I bet you really hate that, do… I said, probably not as much as he… am I missing something here?
My eyes hurt from vision stale As thoughts consume of angry tales Of how dust was blown from a brida… And colours danced on finger nails Me, I don’t have much to add
the sound of this land lays empty a dormant glaze pours through its… this opulent terrains bounty of pl… now shudders numb as birds recede the graveyards full of the living
Sensitive allure, frank fragrance… Its heady penance my way Deep scorn, whispers float into tu… Expletives echo as it does the rou… Dear god why has thou plagued me
down the dark hallway dull light through it glimmers, pure, an ebony smoke plumes fume into forms and shapes, a spinning mass of fear
I don’t feel the same the world moves, and I stay... sta… a desire for life that’s twisting its creaking, its gnarled wood is… I hold on to no hope
A devoted heart knows only light As it bathes in swathes of uncerta… Love and sanctuary its peace Without jealousy or absurdity The jewel of love without conditio…
I live my life in darkness I’m the shadows murky trail The ebony plumes of a minstrels so… That tells a sadness of bygone day… I’m the obsidian stain of the nigh…
all those books they stretch across a wall a bookshelf filled with all sorts… all those books I’ve never seen you read
