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Dead Rat
Flies gathered around its tiny body,
Its feet turned toward the sky
As if preparing to continue the
Never-ending rat race among the clouds.
People walk past and turn up their noses.
The only good rat is a
Dead rat, but why?
They exist just like us, their little hearts
Pumping just as fast as ours.
They scurry from place to place, ducking between
Giant meta...
Thursday 23rd March 2023 9:07 pm
Addiction but why?
Why do all the greatest ideas arise after illegal consumption. Why does fate always suggest such a temptation.
It’s exhausting the provided short lived excitement. Aiming to throw our reality of its alignment.
Time starts to have no logical meaning. it starts to no longer seem to exist. The struggle is a twisted game you fail to resist.
It’s unnatural what my body is now ...
Friday 20th November 2020 8:42 pm
BROKEN
CRASH...
SPLINTERS
PIECES
UNMENDABLE...
DREAMS
PROMISES
HEARTS.
IT HURTS WITH GRAVE PAIN
YET, LIFE THEY SAY,
IS BUT A DREAM...
Saturday 26th September 2020 10:19 pm
“The Man and The Whisper”
Fear,
Doubt,
Worry,
What if…,
Unknowing,
Restlessness,
The haunting past,
The heart of anxiety,
The present limitations,
The lack of belief in myself,
Uncertainty of knowing myself,
These are the lions in my den,
The lighting and thunder in my storm,
The dark walls enclosing on my shoulders,
The waves that are ready to pummel me in my ocean of lif...
Thursday 14th June 2018 3:38 am
love.
have you ever experienced
a love
so strong
you question your beliefs?
I'm an atheist.
I don't believe in a god
or an afterlife
but
this love
makes me wonder
if over the course of time
our souls
have been colliding
and bonding
and that's why
everything
is so natural
between us
I'm not talking about something romantic
but something innocent
for he has touched my hea...
Monday 30th October 2017 6:57 am
Who I am Becoming
Is the pain of loneliness worse than the pain of regret
Than giving away another part of your shrinking soul
I only have so much to give
I do not know how to stop
I am not eternal
I am not limitless
I am finite
There is a certain amount of me
And some parts never grow back
Some parts, once given, cannot ever be recovered
I cannot be returned to who I once was
...
Thursday 27th April 2017 12:55 am
Is It Truly?
Is This alright?
I mean really, is it at all?
I don't want it to become a fight
So I keep putting up my walls.
You keep trying to deny it
all my feelings of love for you
but I dont think I can quit
for I want it tobe us two
Love is like a never ending war
It always happens in the core
I cannot chose who I will love
for it comes from somewhere up...
Friday 13th March 2015 4:32 pm
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