Hitting reality with a crash
When I’m reminded how you don’t want me
After a week of chatter from over seas
Your hot-and-cold returns, my heart re-breaks and my hopes flee
Thanks for the hope
And thanks for the intoxicating charm
And thanks for the cold hard truth
As the floor falls away, I’m suddenly disarmed
I’ve been an avid reader and scribbler for years but only recently started thinking about publishing my work.
I’ve always enjoyed writing and have, since 2008, been producing scripts for theatre as my main focus of writing, but always scribbling poems, songs and short stories for fun, and/or catharsis. I’m also a keen sketcher and sketchnoter.