I burned a man in a wheelbarrow at the bottom of my garden as flames scorched and blackened he smiled he smiled the same as he did the day we met he smiled the same as he did the day we first made love yeah, he smiled just the same no pain did cross his … Continue reading Burning Man
Tag: Creative Writing
What’s Left For a Lover?
If I could be in love with you My life would be ok But when you can't even love yourself What's left for a lover? Its probably always been you But right now everything around me is see-through Even you. And maybe I see my future held inside your ribs And maybe all my truths … Continue reading What’s Left For a Lover?
Tornado Heart
you were a beautiful disaster created inside my tornado heart sorry to my lost lovers for the storm inside my arms I'd have held onto you closer if I knew that you'd survive I just hope you can forgive me and admit at least I tried
Janus
Autumn is breaking down While I'm still broken It all dies in the winter Yet I am already dead As my tears water my hopeful bones Nothing grows inside my head And I know That leaves turn golden And snow is always pure But my exposed and broken ribcage Is still holding all my hurt … Continue reading Janus
77 days
Absent for 77 days. Damn that's a long time! I wish I had a better excuse than the ones I'm about to make but quite frankly, I don't. Talk about writers block...I guess it wasn't a case of not having anything to say but yet having too much to say. So much so that it … Continue reading 77 days
Call Me King
Blanket of pink, lay me down I'm out of mind but you don't mind Your minds been missing for a week Lay me down let me help find what you seek Lost for a week But now I'm finding myself inside these sheets No more hide and seek We're not children anymore Let me lay … Continue reading Call Me King
Validation
I guess I've always craved validation one way or another, be it someone telling me they think I look hot in my photos or a co worker telling me I did the right thing by leaving a job, sending that all important outfit pic to a friend before a night out and even trying to … Continue reading Validation
Sugar Coated
Sometimes I read my work and feel like I haven't dived deep enough, like I'm just treading water at the surface of my emotions and my experiences or that I'm finding ways to word my work that coats it in sugar instead of just writing the truth, letting my words flow out regardless if it … Continue reading Sugar Coated
A Beautiful Thing
When you find someone who loves you for who you really are, its a beautiful thing. To hear the words spoken. To unlock the door to all the faces you hide. To feel a soft touch upon all of your imperfections. To feel soft lips upon all of your 'don't touch' places. To feel their … Continue reading A Beautiful Thing
In My Space
Stood against the brick pile in my back garden away from my Grandad's eyes, smoking his cigarette and drinking coffee from my mug, his hair was a perfect fuzzy mess and his eyes glanced upon the floor more often than they did up on me as he listened to me excitedly rabble on about total … Continue reading In My Space