An Ode to Trouvaille
I have always been a whole person
Please don’t let what I now describe convince you otherwise
But I left the other part of me in foreign country
Endearment
I love the way he says my name
With words and phrases I have heard before
But those that have not enlightened me until now
I can breathe around him, more than mere survival
I met him in a world where sum...
Wednesday 29th August 2018 10:19 pm
Vicissitude
I've been trying to fill a void, shamelessly I have to admit
by subsituting our late nights in with even later nights out
Friends once lost or forgotten reappear into the abyss that long ago were hours I would have dedicated to someone else
Like water filling a gap in the ocean floor, it is difficult not to let them pour in
But these are the friends I need
Night time drives with ...
Monday 23rd April 2018 9:11 pm
Grey
my anxiety is a burden I can no longer carry
bones and muscles this weak were not designed for this
I was not born for this
like the ocean, my anxiety washes over me
soaking each tissue of my being
forever drowning without being able to come up for air
I am not defined by my mental health
or by the tremurs or leaks that escape from my body
but often sometimes...
Tuesday 13th March 2018 2:07 pm
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