
Hiding the Crumble
When the last glow of the sun falls from a face Replaced by a well-practiced deadpan of darkness Every-day tasks … Continue reading Hiding the Crumble
When the last glow of the sun falls from a face Replaced by a well-practiced deadpan of darkness Every-day tasks … Continue reading Hiding the Crumble
Fine cracks appear in my porcelain demeanour Still attempting to hold the perfect pieces together Expanding the hotter the contents … Continue reading Fresh Coffee?
I add to the river of brackish water As my pain seeps down my face No longer able to hide … Continue reading Leave If You’re Uncomfortable
The screws of life rattle loose More pressure shakes and stresses And just a light breeze can blow All of … Continue reading Rebuilt on the Floor
Shredded nerves jump Exhausted adrenals Ready to flee Reluctant to fight Every little unknown A perceived threat In a pit … Continue reading Falling Apart