Freedom
is the feeling you get
when you breathe your first breath
and your ribs
no longer
press into
the floor.

The sky is stained
with wine,
as lazy clouds
move hungover
towards the sun.

True respect stems from love not fear.

If a child respects a parent out of love, and does something bad and gets away with it, their guilt will consume them and they may confess and do the right thing.

If a child respects a parent out of fear, they will simply be happy they did not get punished and avoided fear.

I loved her
before
I even
met her.

The echoes
of your presence
remain
in my empty mind.

Sometimes
letting go
means making a bonfire
and using
your old mobile like
firewood

I pray for forgiveness
I know I do not deserve
but forget
that I have already been
forgiven