One long night

she lay on her bed,

fake energy rushing through her brain

keeping legs jittering,

fingers tapping

she looked back and saw her.

The girl with purple hair

and golden nails

who walked

every day with a purpose.

Lolly pops, sunsets,

songs she wrote herself.

The curios one who had her life in together,

a clutter free room,

and a straight path to her goals.

Looking around she saw

a ...

The house is silent

The snoring and stirring of a parent

The bathroom tiles are ice

Against my warm but bloody thighs.

In the morning they will find me

Soaked in blood and misery

They’ll worry where they went wrong

And I’ll tell them if I could

The things and things among.

My voice would quiver and break

As my hand leaves letters in its wake.

Apologetic and sincere

As my time grows thinner.

Id w...

The full moon hangs high

In this cold clear sky

Illuminating the earth below

With its magical silvery glow

Three witches dressed in black

With a cackle as their soundtrack

Soaring through the sky

Faster and faster they did fly

On their enchanted broomsticks

Each one carrying a bag of tricks

The oldest witch, a wizened crone

With white hair the colour of moonstone

Her beady eyes gleaming in th...

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

I’ll cry my lonely tears

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

I’ll cry where no one hears

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Up will rise my fears

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Until sorrow is a gear

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

My world is becoming sheer

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

I’ll cry my lonely tears

We all have d...

One long night ago,

I read a book.

It was a great book,

with a good story.

But one long night ago,

I read two books.

They were great books,

with good stories.

But a book isn't just

great

A book is

amazing

A book is

beautiful

A book is

getting trapped inside the story

A book is

thought provoking

A book is

something you want to read the next book for

And one long night ago,

my eyes danc...

I don’t know how to feel anymore

Just waiting for you to open the door

Why should I continue waiting?

Why shouldn’t I be hating?

It’s really late at night

My mind is beginning to fright

The shadows crawl, whispering in my ear

Echoes of despair, my deepest fear

The darkness envelops, a suffocating shroud

My thoughts spiral, lost in the crowd

Each moment feels like eternity

Trapped in this cycl...

How do you sleep when the sky is screaming?

How can you dream when the clouds are teeming

With water that beats on the outside wall

In torrents of great flooding waterfalls?

How do you rest when the air is flashing

With brilliant light through the darkness gashing?

The blinds on your windows are no match

For luminous reflections on the silver latch

How do you nap with the sonic boom

Like a drum ...

My neurotransmitters

are disconnected again.

I feel psychosis sneaking in.

Paranoia and anger

begins to rise.

If you look closer,

you’ll see vacancy

in my eyes.

Bipolar clashes

with OCD borders.

Don’t think I didn’t

notice the letters aren’t

in alphabetical order.

PTSD feeds my old fears.

And I can’t seem to

find the pills that

helps to ease my tears.

Since electric activity

has ...

Pure.

Bright.

Calm.

Seems like a star

But is just a little better.

How beautiful.

Each crater

Each shade

Each phase.

But the light that is shown

Is only the light that is given....

One long night, so dark and deep,

Starry skies, in silence, weep.

The world slumbers, in peaceful rest,

While wandering thoughts, within me, crest.

A solitary moon, in silver hue,

Casts shadows, upon the misty view.

The stillness whispers, in hushed tones,

As solitude, in my soul, seeks to atone.

Through the hours, I search for peace,

But inner turmoil, refuses release.

A restless mind, in quiet...