Empty spaces
Remain untouched...
Distorted thoughts plague this mind
persuasive words have us reaching for that glass...
Who said winter is a second
season...
I feel as if my world is crashing down on me
No one else sees my pain...
Loneliness is here again.
Filling me with a coldness...
Why do you choose to sit there alone,
Holding the scissors, the knife, the razor blade...
The sound of silence
Blindly deafening...
In the narrow seas that part
from within the wearied vessels of my...
I want to make things better
But I do not know how...
Who is holding me to ransom?
Who is raping my soul...
Egotistical you are -
taking more of me than I can give...
I'm being dragged
along pavements...