we leave daggers in souls

we give up our names to others to use with love or contempt we give up our age to assumptions created by people other than us on how not to behave we sell our bodies to the media sculptors and our speech to the common voice of the nation   we give up our emotions … Continue reading we leave daggers in souls

dying dreams

Write a response less than 750 words based on the following sentence: You look into the mirror, only to see that it isn’t your reflection staring back at you, but... You look into the mirror only to see that it isn't your reflection staring back at you, but all your broken dreams and shattered hopes. … Continue reading dying dreams

you and i

You and I We lack that connection Where all we do is try to Pretend we understand Pretend that we empathise When we're standing On lava that burns through Our thoughts All I know is that We say things That doesn’t change a thing We share laughs That become buried When the lightening bolt strikes … Continue reading you and i

someplace silent 

sometimes you feel so lost  even when there's a map at hand and the path you're supposed to be treading signposted so clearly but sometimes we become weary travellers looking for someplace safe  to rest  and someplace silent  to hide  away from the claws  of life.

broken 

my heart breaks for all the things we refuse  to acknowledge  and all the lies we learn to believe  my heart  it slowly cracks  as i stand alone  with broken souls watching this make believe world where everything is  fine break down shattered illusions oh how it mirrors our broken homes and broken lives  we're … Continue reading broken 

be a 

​be a princess who knows how to be elegant  but also a princess that knows how to walk around in scuffled shoes, and messy hair, a princess that doesn't hide behind flowers or etiquette - and a princess that isn't afraid to be known as  the princess who doesn't fit amongst the palace garden roses  … Continue reading be a 

blanks 

it hits home when you run out of words  to mirror the whirlpool  contained within your mind;  it kinda feels hollow because you're so used to  emptying your soul  through twenty six letters  stringed so asthetically together  that it doesn't begin to paint  an accurate picture of our turmoils oh it's an ebbing wave  when … Continue reading blanks