Messed up

When you get dissolved into your own thoughts, hoping it won’t consume you.


Broken glass in your hand, but you squeeze it harder. You watch the blood pouring over your hand, arm, until it touches the ground. You want to feel something, but you can’t. Some like to imagine…but any thrill will do, just to make you feel something.

You wait for the first cringe of morning to get away from the darkness, but what will you do when the darkness in your heart doesn’t fade away? You are always looking for the high, for losing your senses with anything and anyone as long as you run from yourself. You wonder if there is a right way for all of this but you soon realise that good or right are just a distraction to escape the burden of life.

You look at him as he is lying on the floor, gone, he has no reaction to your blood and you start to pray…

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A bit of me

Been doing this for too long now. I’ve been taking it hard, and I won’t allow For this to crush me anymore. I dropped to many times on the floor And I think I’ll make it, I made it, I break it I take it, bit by bit until I hit The no more ‘quit’. … Continue reading A bit of me

My Sis – Storm and Bliss

You’ve always been my all: Devotion, care, worries and fresh air. You’ve always been a mentor, A force, courageous, smart, hardcore.   Cata, my sis, Our struggles, the pain and all the days we’ve missed, Are nothing, moments we dismiss. You are scared now, while so brave, Emptied, but complete with the little ones around, … Continue reading My Sis – Storm and Bliss