Hazy days

written in response to #YDWP. A long time ago I was a different person to that you see today. I was young and wild and careless with my life and those I cared about. I never thought about the tomorrows that were to come or the days id left behind, everything was about the here... Continue Reading →

Insomnia

written in response to #tale weaver. #MLMM Living life in a hazecant say how many daysor even how many ways Ive tried to sleep Life is thrown at me in bouldersmy friends grow colder shoulderedI feel im growing olderYou sow what you reap Its been so many a nightthat ive had to fightto turn off... Continue Reading →

Life

Written in response to #randomness inked, #let it bleed Life Life, is it all for real?How does it make you feel?Do you, like me, sit and wait to seewhat the next problem will be Life, do you know the score?or like me, do you not care anymoreDo you, like I, sit alone and cryNever really... Continue Reading →

I am a riddle.

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #FFE, #RDP I am a riddle, wrapped in an enigma and the crux of it is that I don't know who I am anymore!They say birds of a feather flock together but if that was truly the case I wouldn't be alone all of the time, floundering around,... Continue Reading →

A Battle Began

Written in response to #WOTD, #Let it Bleed A battle began inside of meSuch a long, long time agoThe battles never left meNo matter how I grow I've aged in time and wisdomBut as yet I am still boundThe battle rages on insideNo peace for me is found I am at peace in natureBut I... Continue Reading →

10/2/20

Dear Diary Im lost today. I dont know wether its tiredness or apathy but its sapping all the energy out of me and all I want to do is sleep. So many huge, great things are on the horizon for us and all I can think about is how afraid I am that it will... Continue Reading →

I don’t, I can’t, I won’t!

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. Making the decision to cut someone toxic out of your life should be an easy decision to make, but not when its your first born child its not! Its one of the hardest choices Ive ever had to make and goes against everything I believe about... Continue Reading →

Lost again

Written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP. I'm lost again and falling and I know not what to doI'm ill, I'm sad, I'm empty and I'm sick of feeling blueI'm hopeless, useless, feckless and a hell of a lot more besideI'm coping less and less each day and all I want to do is hideI'm fed... Continue Reading →

The conversation I never got to have.

Written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions, #MLMM Sunday writing prompt. When my Lee died I had no one to offer me advice, my own Grandmother passing when I were fourteen years old, leaving me with no grandparents at all. This is a conversation I would have loved to have been able to... Continue Reading →

Photo series.

Over on #MLMM the task today is to utilise the original image provided in some form of creative form.  original image by Araki Photograph Studio My entries This is an old photo series I created for an art project on domestic violence. All of the original images were taken using a flatbed scanner only.

A fact of life!

written in response to #FPQ Over on Fandango's provocative question today the quandary posed is... What’s something you consider to be terrifying that you have come to accept as a fact of life?Fandango 20/1/20 As ive grown older there are many things that have terrified me at some point or another. When I were little... Continue Reading →

Sweet Dreams

written in response to #MLMM, #Heading Haiku. Soft, clean, fresh beddingHuddled up, all snug and warmSweet dreams come to me.

Stand tall.

Written in response to #MLMM, Saturday Mix - Rhyme Time. Look Square in the face of dangerLook right back at fear and glareLook on tho everythings against youStand tall with your arms in the air Bare all that you are for judgementBare all that you are with flairBare your soul to all that know youStand... Continue Reading →

Help

Written in response to #Daily Addictions How can I do this, I just cannot seeEverythings getting right on top of meLittle things bother me all of the timePlease take away all of this pain of mine!

I am yours.

written in response to #YDWP. I concede, I am capitulate to your demandsI surrender, I no more have the will to fightI yield, To everything you are and ever will beI am yours, from now until eternity, I am yours

Questioning.

written in response to #YDWP, #FOWC. How can I accommodate all that is required of me?How can I achieve all I need to achieve?How can I be the absolute best that I can be?How can I do this all and be me? Why don't I have confidence in myself any longer?Why don't I have what... Continue Reading →

Battles

Written in response to #FOWC. I'm fighting a battle, I don't know I can winbecause I'm fighting myself, not fellow or kin.As I sit here again with my pen in my hand,I'm trying to be honest but none understandthe torment I'm in almost every day,though I fight and I battle, it wont go away.Because it... Continue Reading →

Am I a writer?

written in response to #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. As I write more and more I discover new things about myself, new wonders that I never realised I could achieve.I never thought of myself as a writer before but how can I not be? I write almost every day and have penned many short stories and... Continue Reading →

Guidance

Written in response to #WOTD, #FOWC, #Daily Addiction. 23/12/19 Someone give me guidancefor I know not what to sayI hate these mental blockagesThey get right in my way I have so many words to writeThey're all stuck inside my headThey've been rattling around up there, since I got out of bed My brain is singing... Continue Reading →

The Yule Ball

Written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions and #MLMM, #Tale waver. 19/12/19 Christmas used to be her favourite time of the year but as time went by Leila had grown to hate the festive period. She longed for the days gone by where the whole family would gather together to celebrate and it... Continue Reading →

Jack and Carrie.

written in response to # YDWP, #WOTD, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. 18/12/19. Detective Jack Jacobs was an undercover cop, new to the role and currently shitting himself. He had been on the job a day when he was flung into his first role, a mission to infiltrate the local prostitute ring. He had been chosen specifically... Continue Reading →

Don’t follow me.

written in response to #FOWC. 17/12/19 Don't follow me on this road I take. Walk besides me and take my hand, guide me, for I know not where I go. Don't follow me down this lonely road. Light my way and guide me when I am lost, for this will be a lot of the... Continue Reading →

Precious little thing

written in response to #YDWP. 17/12/19 Pretty as a pictureRambunctious as you likeEach and every single day, ICount my blessings rightI love my bear, my little missOf that you can be certainUntil the ending of my daysShe'll be my little urchin

Longing

written in response to #WOTD, #FOWC, Daily Addictions, 16/12/19 The dark washes over me daily and I have to fight to find the light, multiple times a day.I don't always win my battles but the war is still in my favor, for now, and I soldier on, despite my many wounds.I long for a dawn... Continue Reading →

The good life!

written in response to #FPQ. 15/12/19. Over on #FPQ, today's thought provoking question is: What does living “the good life” mean to you? Do you think that you’re living “the good life”?Fandango 15/12/19 Fandango poses a great question today and it has me thinking about my life and how I really feel about it. Am... Continue Reading →

Memories

written in response to #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. 15/12/19 Did you ever ride a tea tray down the stairs as a child? I did; and suitcases too. I remember my brother and I sitting our little sister on a tray and letting her go bouncing down each step, giggling her little head off as she... Continue Reading →

Choices

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. 13/12/19. A belated attempt at writing today, my brain wont get moving and my minds gone astray.I need to oust the angst I feel as I sit here with my pen, and address the thoughts and feelings that speed in and out again.My head is full... Continue Reading →

To be Frank.

written in response to #WOTD, #YDWP, #FOWC, #Daily Addictions. "He deftly invoked a rare climax from deep within her, making her sing out in the throws of passion!" "What are you reading?" Asked Frank. "Just a book Frank, you wouldn't like it." Replied Annie. "Why wouldn't I like it? Whats wrong with it? Asked Frank,... Continue Reading →

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