Ink and words

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Writings

Followers

Following

Ink and words

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Writings

Followers

Following

Light

Ink and words

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I used to love you like the sea loves the sky

Reflecting upon everything you do

Now I love you like the night loves the day

Remembering your light but never

Meeting your eyes

I suspect your every word as lies

Question their reality as I may never see the truth face to face

How can the night ever meet the day

When they live each hour side by side

I catch your eyes see our past of blue

See rip...

Poetry

Fallen

Ink and words

1 min read

I raced from the space you held

As I begged myself not to fall apart

Your honest words cut like a blade

I promised myself from the start

I wished to take it back

Every hour dwelt with you

Yet my soul still yearned to have you near

As the danger of being alone settled in

You the person to whom I’d always turn

And I’d gotten too comfortable depending

On someone who could never love me

In the wa...

Poetry

Silence

Ink and words

1 min read

I can’t say I love you

But I can say whatever you need

I can’t say I love you

But I can say whatever you want

I can’t say I love you

But I plan my day around being with you

Make lists of everything you say you like

And message you everyday that goes by

I can’t say I love you

But do you love me too

But as I sit beside you

I worry you’re okay as I see the tears in your eyes

We both live and bre...

Poetry

In The Beginning

Ink and words

1 min read

The earth was without form and void

and darkness was over the face of the deep.

And the spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.

All things were made through Him

and without Him was not anything made that was made

In Him was life, and the life was the light of all mankind

The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it.

The true light which gives light to the...

Poetry

Walls

Ink and words

1 min read

You had drawn a line

And named it walls

A sheild I named fear

Of what, I was not sure

Yet as I grew to know you

And as your words began to run

The lines became transparent

And the fury echoed through the rooms

Rage that had been caged away

If anger could kill, you would be dead

How could you hate yourself so much?

My idea of perfection

The picture of beauty

Deemed itself ugly

Hid behind its o...

Poetry

Shelter

Ink and words

1 min read

As darkness closed

In cold and damp

I looked towards the light

A small fragment shining

That only beckoned escape

Like a beacon of hope

Yet I sat within the dark

As the spiders found a home

Among my feet

Sometimes a dark shelter

Beats the darker day

So I sat as the world crumbled...

Fading

Ink and words

1 min read

Maybe I don’t miss my home

But I guess it is getting fairly hard breathe

I don’t know what’s in my bones

Surely this can’t be end of me

I have tried.

I have gone around in circles all the time

In my mind the quiet is never mine

I find myself screaming

This is my life I will live

This is the second stand amazed

Just you watch I will not break

But you never see my face

Maybe I don’t miss my home

...

That’s My Goldfish!

Ink and words

1 min read

That’s my goldish!

Do not lie!

I won it at the fare

When we went last time!

No that’s MY goldfish!

I’ve had him for nine years!

He swims around all day

He called Henry and has no fear!

They are all lying!

That’s my goldfish!

And he has fear!

His name is Harry,

I feed him every morning!...

Race

Ink and words

1 min read

I allow my words to reel

Wishing my thoughts would slow

Just for a second I would begin to heal

As I watch the candle light grow

I want to feel

I want to grow

I want to take hold of each moment and steal

To a time I know

Is not sealed

Instead I watch the words reel

My thoughts race to and throe...

Fame To Anonymity

Ink and words

1 min read

I used to feel a thousand eyes resting on my back. They were shrouded in gossip and curiosity, always praying for just one fault. I hoped for the days when my memory would be forgotten and my self could rest in the peace of the anonymous.

Yet today I walk the grey, cracking pavements, tripping over on my own self doubt with not another’s judgement to break the frame. Yesterday I blamed my insecu...