Spencer’s hooded brown eyes skirted uneasily along the lengths of the crowded living room as beads of sweat begun to...
Prose and Poetry
come home, darling
i dream you are out there – some/wherefloating in the etheras lost as i buttowards meyou’d wander we’d find each other...
you
"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to...
until there were None.
They were created for Greatness.The divinity of mankind sheltered in their goodnessEvery singular thought, each flowing emotion rooted from purity and good intention. Yet Darkness descends upon those that were promised the Lightand Pandora’s box opened to fulfil the...
if you could see
if you could see me bleedyou’d see the colour of broken dreamsseeping through open woundsthick and gushing, the darkness blooms what’s left inside meis but a shallow streamof muddled emotionscoming apart at the seam and if i try to fight itthe erosion of my spiriti...