Art is a peculiar thing, original; priceless. Irreplaceable, and once stolen, forever gone. Nothing's quite felt like home since you, nothing's just quite right, not since I opened the door and you walked right out. Absolutely necessary at the time, but now I miss you; I miss you like a hot coffee of a morning … Continue reading skinny love.
I really like being twenty-four. Eighteen to twenty-two was a roller-coaster, a crazy ride full of ups and downs, and in the background, an uptempo soundtrack did play. A soundtrack which played, spinning on the record player, until finally reaching the end. No more sound played. Sunshine, dismay, realisation and growth were the hallmark of … Continue reading Twenty four.
I'm a dreamer, just of nothing in particular, I dreamt of backing the home team, your number one fan, I've felt the width of the English channel, a cold embrace, Hollow words spoken softly, I grew deaf to those, A frequency never forgotten, a warning sign, A conditioned response paints a pretty canvas, Each day … Continue reading Ghost.
Settle noun Settling for second best. ---------------------------------------------- In life, too many of us settle. We may believe that we aren't worthy of somebody who is truly is right for us, physically, emotionally and intellectually. We may believe that the 'right person' doesn't exist, or we may believe that it's too hard. We may believe that … Continue reading WHEN, NOT IF.
You must not eat from the tree in the centre of the garden, or certainly, you will die. Will the serpent influence you? Will you succumb? You know this is surely wrong, but the urge is too strong. You succumb to this wrong, the urge, it was too strong, and now you lie naked and … Continue reading Forbidden.