writing (Remove filter)
what's that word again?
I've been in my feelings
and in my head for years.
I've built walls and
called them boundaries only
to wake up one day and realize
that I've boxed myself in
and that's the tragedy in it all;
in keeping myself safe
I've locked everything out.
and what a sad way to live,
peaceful and
picking my own muse
to pieces until the only thing
left is
a bloody pile of
everything I used to...
Thursday 8th August 2024 4:20 pm
Rust
I'm afraid I'll lose my edge
if I don't cut myself with it
afraid there's no proof
of my life
if it isn't pouring crimson
afraid that
I'm living in vain if
I'm not
living in vein
Im afraid I'll lose my edge
if I don't cut myself with it
Sunday 21st July 2024 12:06 am
Recent Comments
David RL Moore on The Angelus Prayer (The Holy Family Church, Gaza 17 Jul 25)
4 minutes ago
LEON STOLGARD on To Heaven Or To Hell …
4 hours ago
LEON STOLGARD on Go green NOW and stay alive !!
4 hours ago
JOHN F B TUCKER on THE STERILISED HOTEL
5 hours ago
LEON STOLGARD on Tarnishment
5 hours ago
Ray Miller on Watching Glastonbury On The TV
8 hours ago
David RL Moore on What of Courage?
12 hours ago
Martin Elder on Go green NOW and stay alive !!
14 hours ago
Martin Elder on THE STERILISED HOTEL
14 hours ago
Jon on Waves
1 day ago