There’s a moment, an unquantifiable measure of sound, of time, of intention and of desire Where a heart-skip descends into a heart-break Or a heart-break lifts to a heart-skip; like fire. Take that ghostly uncertainty by the hand and be found, in that moment, that heart-beat, that breath Where first-love descends into love-lost Or love-lost…
There’s a moment In this turbulence The trepidation as I step up to the crossroads Where I realise There’s a disturbance The fear holds my heart steadfast as it implodes In that moment I realise, as my heart splits There’s this void in myself that can’t be made complete I’m still in love with you,…
Sometimes there’s just no space to feel anything Other than what’s expected Go through the motions Do what’s predicted Don’t cause a fuss And stay unaffected. Sometimes I lament I prophesise and I long for, Just sometimes I feel it would be easier, If I could be gone for A heart beat or a moment…
Intoxicated by you I can’t resist your heart But you tell me you still love me And it tears me apart Enraptured by you It’s always like a dream But you’ve chosen head over heart So you will never again choose me Infatuated with you The way we connect the way we spark But you’ve…
Sometimes the desire to run Takes over from everything you love The job, the family, the friends you have will be lost, unforgotten, loved and yet, gone As you acknowledge their kindness But fail to see, how settled in their love You can ever truly be I want to run I want to escape Because…
The rain thunders lightly on the floor, With each tap-thud-drip my heart sinks some more The greyness and the thunder Like the beast inside my chest Pulling at the fractured shards Never stopping, he’ll never rest The rain reflects the light in each falling gem Like the flicker in my heart that I’ll be whole…
The stories that spin Weaving, woven, wondering and repeat In the waiting in the silent din Whispers, words, wanting in defeat The habit of time Passing, pushing, parting and repeat With each tentative step of mine Tripping, treading, turning in defeat
It’s been hard to take, and hold two things as one Understanding that I’m hurt, yet my feelings for you are gone Not forgotten, not dead, not nothing, Just not breaking and twisting and turning. How can that be, that these two are okay, That it hurts like nothing else, that I lost you in…
Drawing it out With each passing day I’m hurting in my heart As you push me away So much is unspoken In the year that has passed Storytelling in silence To make the hope last I don’t want to play games Or hurt you in turn I only wish you were careful If only you…
Fog wades through landscapes Engulfing crisp colours Fractures illuminate Glorified by the sun Like the resonance of a dream
Scribbles of an insomniac 