Poetry

Now I’m alone the poetry has started to flow again I’m catching myself vibrating with positivity overflowing with a content sort of happiness My »

I know I’m healing. I can feel the delicate spider’s web of hope coating my skin. These days the anger comes a little quicker. »

Love is for children but shit, I thought it might work with discussions upon discussions and compromise and communication and consideration I hadn’t realised it »

i’m alone in this beautiful god damned city and the railway tracks keep calling me »

She spits in my mouth and asks if i want to be hurt i answer in the affirmative not expecting the months of gas lighting that »

Every day you will pass content with the knowledge that they will never need you. Do not fill up with tears. There are greater times ahead; »

i In ways I have lived before. I held that ornament just as you did brought it down on balding head and leaching hands I was »

You ask after him wondering if he’s discovered home in a cell yet if he’s been found with a rope around his neck yet »