'I think the music touched upon memories which I have long since forgotten. The music, perhaps, awakened a sense of them.' - certain songs.
What do I want to write about? I don't know. Uuuuuggghhhhhhh! See this is writers block in all it's colour and glory right here. This, THIS, exactly what you're reading is straight up writers block. Because I have absolutely no idea what to write YAY. Actually, you know what? Leave a comment if you like.... Continue Reading →
'You forget though, that we have the same hiding place... and that I will never, ever let you sit in the dark alone.' - Exert from an in progress poem.
DISCLAMER - This is the first draft of a poem I wrote ages ago and never edited. I re-read it just now and there are SO many things I would like to change - back then it seemed good, now not so much. I suppose it correlated with times then, not the present... still, I... Continue Reading →
So go ahead and make a wish, blow it right into the night. Perhaps a star will catch it , maybe a universe or two.
With darkness inked all around me and shadows dancing with my mind, add a light glowing gently at my fingers... my words start to form.
Some speak of the monsters we have become, But peel off a mask or two and check in a few corners ... all you will find is ignorance. - modern humans.