Posts Tagged: Diary

On losing your keys (May 8th 2014)

I woke up on the wrong side of myself today. As I lay in bed waiting for the internet technicians to arrive, several thoughts occurred to me. Why is it that when we meet someone new and want to be

On losing your keys (May 8th 2014)

I woke up on the wrong side of myself today. As I lay in bed waiting for the internet technicians to arrive, several thoughts occurred to me. Why is it that when we meet someone new and want to be

On losing your keys (May 4th 2014)

I get annoyed when people studying business or science or law or politics etc. say we (creative writing students) have it easy, because we don’t have exams and we only have to “be creative and write stories and stuff”. I’d

On losing your keys (May 4th 2014)

I get annoyed when people studying business or science or law or politics etc. say we (creative writing students) have it easy, because we don’t have exams and we only have to “be creative and write stories and stuff”. I’d

Ruins

If you were to untie each of my tourniquets Every heartbreak And lay them side by side Every adventure You would have before you Every lesson learned An anthology of my life Every lesson taught

Ruins

If you were to untie each of my tourniquets Every heartbreak And lay them side by side Every adventure You would have before you Every lesson learned An anthology of my life Every lesson taught

Rebecca

Because I Only Miss You When You’re Here

Rebecca

Because I Only Miss You When You’re Here

Cleanup, aisle 7

I made an exception Which Means I made a mistake

Cleanup, aisle 7

I made an exception Which Means I made a mistake

Shake the dust

I want to fall in love With someone I cannot stop writing Poems about

Shake the dust

I want to fall in love With someone I cannot stop writing Poems about

Malpractice

On this evening And at this hour If I were to attempt Writing a poem I would be sued for malpractice

Malpractice

On this evening And at this hour If I were to attempt Writing a poem I would be sued for malpractice

In loving memory

I went looking, for a place to hide And just my luck She found me on the other side of sanity Which is a place called love Trying to get my attention She threw rocks at my window But little

In loving memory

I went looking, for a place to hide And just my luck She found me on the other side of sanity Which is a place called love Trying to get my attention She threw rocks at my window But little

Please don’t leave me

I don’t know if I can yell any louder How many times have I tried to comfort you Or left my doors wide open I can be so loving when I want to be I’m capable of just about anything

Please don’t leave me

I don’t know if I can yell any louder How many times have I tried to comfort you Or left my doors wide open I can be so loving when I want to be I’m capable of just about anything

Dedication

Why Is It Her More Than Anyone Else?

Dedication

Why Is It Her More Than Anyone Else?