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I write that which is whispered to me in the hopes to touch your soul. To let you feel all that life has to offer. To open your eyes and mine, and create connections of human existence.

Tag: Hopeless

Searching For Fireflies
Poetry

Searching For Fireflies

The memories are vanishing Like the fireflies That lit my childhood They fade into the shadows Hanging beneath my eyes … Continue reading Searching For Fireflies

Which Way is Up?
Poetry

Which Way is Up?

The hand of my compass come loose Flicked by the will of the wind To spin crazily like a dust … Continue reading Which Way is Up?

It is in the Thin Gold Veins
Poetry, Stream of Conciousness

It is in the Thin Gold Veins

Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 28th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “throw in the towel.” Use the phrase “throw … Continue reading It is in the Thin Gold Veins

How to Escape
Poetry

How to Escape

Sinister smoke surrounds me Choking hope from my lungs Sinking into the swampy morass And every time they open their … Continue reading How to Escape

Hopeless
Poetry

Hopeless

Like the fractious rebels of the riot The fibres of my being hold protest For I can no longer live … Continue reading Hopeless

Finding Reason
Poetry

Finding Reason

Can you extract the last drop of blood from a stone? I feel that you are succeeding in doing it … Continue reading Finding Reason

World Got Me Down
Poetry

World Got Me Down

Frowzy mirrored me Why do you reflect me as such? What has happened to the sparkle? When did the shine … Continue reading World Got Me Down

In the Skull
Poetry

In the Skull

Playing among the skeletons and nightmares Conjured by unfounded fears of events not transpired The misuse of our vivid imaginings … Continue reading In the Skull

No Headlights
Poetry

No Headlights

Fine splinters cracked Across the eggshell Like a spider’s web Struggled to emerge Into the utopia of life To hope … Continue reading No Headlights

Taken to Defence
Poetry

Taken to Defence

In the graceful flight of a butterfly Soft gossamer wings beating air Whispered breeze announcing All intent of gentle presence … Continue reading Taken to Defence

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