Sitting in your hospital room,
Trying to forget
The empty look in you eyes,
The rope around your neck
Sep 21, 2021
Sep 21, 2021 at 9:29 PM UTC
I was terrified,
But I’m my empty hands I hold freedom
In that I have nothing to lose
I have burnt all my bridges,
Lost everyone who cared about me
The fresh air doesn’t taste like freedom
It tastes like ash.
I was so scared,
But now I don’t feel anything at all.
There is nothing anyone can take from me
I promise, it’s already gone
This is not the perfect freedom I imagined,
My child, forever isn’t build upon dreams
The real ones don’t dream at all
Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 9:34 AM UTC
I told everyone I’m getting better
Told them I can see the sun
Makes it so much harder
When I let them down again
When I have to tell them about it all,
How it was never going to happen
Aren’t you sick of me?
Tired of my relapse?
Tell you I’m getting better,
Only to find a text from me
Talking about goodbye
Giving up on me is easy
Be free of my relapse
You want to see me
I’m to scared to go outside
This is the game we play
Pretend I’m ok
Until I’m not agin
This is the way it always works
This is my relapse
Sep 17, 2021
Sep 17, 2021 at 9:27 AM UTC
Find me in a river,
Look out to oceans great and strong.
Find me in the sunrise,
Listen carefully to my song.
Find me in a river,
Look at your reflection when you smile
Find me in the forest,
And stay there for a while.
Find me in a river,
Know that this is not the end.
Find me amongst the dragonflies,
Because maybe when the time is right, I'll find you again.
Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 9:36 PM UTC
A wild sea of rainbow,
Glitters in the sun.
Laughter and joy and contentment,
Fill this wondrous world.
A bridge of trust stretches through the air,
Catching the lovers that fall.
Love is an island,
Everyone wants to reach it, but they dread getting wet.
But for those who risk the water,
The find the true treasures.
Shimmering skies,
Rarely darkened by storms.
Love wears no armour,
So you can clearly see the joy.
Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 7:01 PM UTC
Shouting in the streets,
Shooting in the streets.
Guns and bullets and bullets and guns.
Outside I'm white, sure.
But inside I'm a rainbow.
On the outside you're black,
But inside maybe you're a rainbow too.
Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 7:08 AM UTC
How is it that my words shatter,
Falling around me like broken glass
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 9:56 PM UTC
A
Single drop
A scent in the air, a pr-
omise of thunderstorms tells m-
e of the coming of rain. A drop of wa-
ter land on my nose, and then the sky ope-
ns up with a mighty roar of rain. Misty ski-
s, and howling wind, dancing like a torn-
ado. Animals run, and birds get soaked
in their nests. Cats hiss as the rain f-
alls on them. Thundering noises
on metal roofs, telling the st-
ory of rain. A flash of li-
ghtning, followed b-
A low rumble
Of thunder
Rain
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 4:50 AM UTC
One thousand moments
But we didn't
Use one
To
Ask
Why
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 4:09 AM UTC
What is the colour of a festival?
A child once asked me.
It's a whirl of all the colours, red and yellow and pink, and a thousand other tones besides. It is a deep, dusty pink, the colour of first dates. It's a bright, sunshine Yellow, the colour of excitement. It’s a joyous, bustling red, the most beautiful shade of carefree pleasure
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 1:11 AM UTC