Valentine’s bear

My body, slides past on a convayer belt, of broken hearts, the button inside wont restart, thrown and tossed into a pile.

I was anxious-Part 23- theres always rain after a storm.

For the best part things seemed to be bubbling over for me mentally. In reflection Summer greated us with tremendous thunder storms. I remember you texting me one evening when you went round the corner to play warhammer games with a friend. The lightening was so bright and the thunder was a beautiful drumming sound … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 23- theres always rain after a storm.

Fighting

Don't stop writing, Let words give you courage to keep on, Fighting. Let flames go on their own, Without you smouldering them.... Let the damage burn, Don't touch. Let them cool whilst you recover them, Don't stop writing, For it is your freedom to feel whatever you wish, Without the judgement of harsh characters, In … Continue reading Fighting

Vanish

Your body, real, Solid. Your shadow seen, Grey, Dark around the sketching. Your body, real, A solid, Oxygen, atoms. Your body real, Legs, move, walk, Feet, drop, stomp, I lift your arms, Up Then Down They don't flop, because you look at me strangely and tense them. Your body real, Blood, A liquid, Bones a … Continue reading Vanish