She knows they seek to help, She knows they want to care, But there is a hatred deep inside of her, she knows they do not share, They wake with not a thought, they sleep with not a care. Their minds without obsession, of thoughts without despair. In envy she lay, in the shadows she … More she
Where did you fail to see.. all that we see. Not just of fame, not just of glory, of sweet sweet rawness and authenticity. You were beautiful. You were radiant in your words, your tune, your undeniable dark truths. I owe you. We owe you. If not a hand, at least a word or two. … More Farewell farewell sweet Chris Cornell
She shined of green and gold, her fiery red locks sat upon her shoulders heavy and strong. Was she truly as blinding as the distant sun? They watched her in a mixture of great joy and wander. The smiles, the wide eyes, here lies an infectious scene, as she glides, as she dances so delicate … More She is Ireland
With an anchor of sanity, I swim with this supposed vanity. But how did I ever learn to swim, my memories tell me it was on a whim. Memories of the waves beneath, visions of the world so bleak. My wings fall under, the sailors sing.. ‘Oh what a blunder.’ Their soft sweet tongues mirror … More
I dreamed a dream tonight. A dream of living without light. A dream of moving without sight. I dreamed a dream you died tonight. What are you to me if not dead? Your wrinkled body, your soft and fragile head, You owe me so much in a world of such plight, I dreamed a … More I dreamed a dream.
As a person who would never really choose to label herself an absolute pessimist or an absolute optimist, today I find myself having what plenty of people might commonly refer to as a ‘bad day.’ Now I am no positive person, in fact if I’m honest, I’d probably give myself 40% pessimism, 40% optimism and 20% … More Bad Days
(As you will probably notice, I wrote most of this in the early hours of last Saturday morning, hence the use of the past tense.) Well, although it has certainly been a while since I last posted, tonight truly has me feeling more than a little obligated to speak. I am shook by what has … More A Piece on Paris
So here I am again after a few weeks of nothing, well no writing that is. Honestly, if anything these last few weeks have been far from nothing to my life. A tragedy has hit our family, one that truly embodies the very epitome of the word, and despite the whirlwind of emotions, somehow it … More Music is the soul
DAY FOUR – IDENTIFY YOUR AUDIENCE Society.. your crazy breed.. I hope your not lonely.. without me. (Eddie Vedder, Society) They call us a survival species. As human beings, we share this same need ‘to live’ with every other living organism within this world. But what always made us different, what always made us truly … More They call us a survival species..
Today’s task has given me reason to do something that I’ve been meaning to do since I first began writing here on WordPress over a year ago. You’d think reaching out to others online of all places would be far less daunting than actual everyday social interactions, but for me, this was something I must … More Day Three – Saying Hello to the Neighbours