Time passes like fallen leaves- you’re in my mind constantly and the wind keeps the door open and banging incessantly. The silence chimes like bells when your voice doesn’t interrupt. I stare forwards relentlesslyeyes freezing- waiting for these echoes to cease.
“Without hope, all men are animals,” he tells me stoically from the chair. “And all women too!” I reply with an ironic grimace, teeth bared to cover up All our fear. We smell it on ourselves now, Universal a low lingering sour scent of too many mistakes, too many actions unable to be undone, By…… Continue reading POWER Responsibility.
“Would you do anything for me?” the question holds so many implications. I try to hold onto something more than what I am, but it all turns to snarling grimaces, to ashes in my mouth. Do we need to fight for me to feel real; do I need to let you hurt me feel your…… Continue reading Feelings (poem)
Am I in you, like you’re in me? Could that ever be? Beyond the pure physicality of love, the mechanics which make it all possible; can you feel me in you, like I feel you; coursing through my veins with the speed and weight of a giant wave, a tsunami raging towards the coast of…… Continue reading Love; like the sun and the moon
(Continued from section 2..) It is obviously formulaic to say that Mental illness defies reason, and initially it defies it on every conceivable level and non-conceivable level. You lose the rational part of your mind, and instead delusion and fantasy, paranoia and belief rush in. I am aware that the last 12 years have…… Continue reading The mine-field which is mental illness and relationships (3)
(Continued from part 1) I’ve come to realise that the specific underlying factor causing the tic and all it’s related mental illness infused mayhem is the closeness of Ru and mine’s relationship, the intimacy. I sometimes wonder if being close to someone kind of brings all the madness out. Everything I’d managed to pack up inside of myself, and…… Continue reading The mine-field which is mental illness and relationships (2)
A bursting feeling in my chest the widest smile as I say yes, the tragic pull each time he leaves, admiring my heart upon my sleeve. A tempest raging somewhere deep the strongest vow I want to keep, a connection worked upon and kept; elevated self and breath. A constant light which keeps me safe…… Continue reading 1, 2 – Love
He traces a finger across My collarbone- I shiver, my skin becomes electric and I blink like a live wire runs right through my body and he holds the power switch. My back arches and my pulse pounds, as I knowingly and willingly submit.
Your ring makes my hand happy. It lends a reassuring weight to my right index finger, like a counter weight to the hard bone it encompasses. My fingers move more nimbly now, and my wrinkles are smoothed away by the shining silver and elegant infinite hearts which circle and gently hold on to the…… Continue reading Your Ring
“It’s a duality Ally, not a singularity.” This was the line my boyfriend delivered to me, from within a dream. I awoke the next morning, remembered it and knew- my boyfriend is a genius. I had suspected it for a long time.. but this only confirmed it. I mean, who manages to impart such crucial…… Continue reading “It’s a duality Ally, not a singularity”- and other such genius, which my boyfriend shares whilst I’m dreaming (part 2)