The living dead.

Seemingly normal with a weird tangy taste, our time together never went to waste. . Always you and me, me and you, merged into one. . A connection so strong, how could it go wrong? . Completely and utterly, Gone. . As reality hits. I'm not sure who really exists. But as time goes by, … Continue reading The living dead.

Abandoned.

  Cities are full of abandoned things. You can find them propped against fences, stuffed away just out of sight, laying in the gutter. There is a sadness about things that have been abandoned. At some point they had a purpose and, if they were lucky, they were good at what they were supposed to … Continue reading Abandoned.

A Timeless Glance

  I wonder who he sees when he looks out at me? Does he see a lost child or divinity staring through me? Seen he has, many a night and many a days, Until all his years hath fade. His wrinkled brow and hair silvery white, Reminding of a life just passing by. Hither and … Continue reading A Timeless Glance

Polycystic ovary syndrome

PCOS, whats that? they chime My periods are irregular, they never show up on time. PCOS? they say, ‘another made up condition’. An excuse to be overweight, another denial mission. My hormones are out of whack, I try to explain, and when I do menstruate it’s excruciating pain. PCOS is ‘just cysts’ or so they … Continue reading Polycystic ovary syndrome

H. O’Neil

Once smote I never believed Smitten could again be possible Oh how I erred A malignant love Had given a sty to all eyes A vision so blind I saw derision Your truth as lies Never the salient aspects of life My dubious, dopiness doubts Your ferocious, fervent feelings Tremulous, nervous, benevolent heart Cursed by … Continue reading H. O’Neil