Category Archives: Poetry

you can sit in the darkness don’t stew heart frozen in glumness deep blue if the flames warm the edges I’m consumed blazing fire or numbness it’s one or it’s two both are so painful but at least a heart on fire is a heart that keeps beating full of life’s desires so pull meContinue reading “Blazing Heart”

Why when they converse do they sit on the surface as if nothing exists underneath? Why are gossip and bars and hairstyles and cars more interesting than heartache or grief? Why when they talk does it feel like a murmur of nothing, over and over again? I find out less about you when talking toContinue reading “A god-awful show”

Awful occasions to define a generation Not what we imagined how it all happened We all grew up Onwards and upwards Past the innocent times in our lives We live in a world of distraction in-action The nostalgia I feel for a world that was real is painful sometimes But let’s not be swallowed byContinue reading “Undefined generation”

Pages opened up into full view like the centre of my chest left to you to dissect you knew I’d close up But I opened for you like a lover you crept into my chamber and slept your view closed the page on a terrible fear