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Wrap your arms around me. Shielded in your history. Bathe my mind in mystery. Changing life's - our destiny. Wrap your words around me. Guided in your sanctuary. Laughing in ill company.
You're my friend. Each of you. And I'd like to read about you more. That's why I'm actually here. To read blogs and stories of interesting, boring, rich or poor people.
You want to travel with them. You want to see what they’re like going through airport security, on planes, in strange countries. You want to meet their families and charm them to pieces.
I could use your brain right now There's questions on my mind And I cant seem to find the answers Especially on my lonesome I wrote a list on this coaster Can I trouble you for a large drink To...
I like being alone. It's not the same than being lonely.
That one night I spent At the bottom of those stairs Made me realise That the little things are all that we have.
I'm no longer sure if it is me or everyone else. I am in a position of self doubt followed by disappointment and loathing all too often.
There are 10 questions; no wrong answer. 1. Which is worse, failing or never trying. 2. If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do. 3.
I'm sat having a coffee. It's almost 0500, and it's very dark outside. I could use a smoke before I restart my work so I guess that's my next move.
Here comes the wrath of the drunken seaman..... The drunken seaman Comes and goes, have you seen him.
Chapter 1. Waltzin’ Black He couldn’t sleep. He lay there wondering if there was a golden hour in which this simplest and hardest of acts could be accomplished with some ease.
Turn your lights on After all this time Saw something new In your watering eye But is it best for you or me at celebrations and anniversaries.
In this grand house there are many rooms. I have slept in them all. Perhaps only for a single night. No matter how long I was in there I drew on the walls.
I want to write for me. I want to write for the sake of writing. For the sake of expressing. For the sake of providing an outlet to my plethora of emotions. I want to write because words are...
And so here we are...... Rise up into the sky Come now, you can try. Fields of golden eggs - unploughed Fruits in luscious bloom - devour The feasts of your mind - they shine.
My story started when I was a kid, I've learn to believe in faith and learn to hope.
A brief walk of necessity led me to the cool evening air that wrapped me in fresh clothing and pulled my eyes skyward.
The deep mystery of the night surrounds us. Many people have written, explored and even tried to explain the night in science but I don't think the night can be explained in any possible way.
I sat there staring. Staring into nothing and everything- trying to figure everything out, I guess. I can honestly say that at that moment I felt as if I was all alone. But, of course, I wasn't.
People say there is a fine line between madness and genius, I think it's more like different shade's of the same colour .
Empty house, I'm alone again. There are too many thoughts swirling around in my head. I need to find peace with them, welcome them into my home, my inner being must let them intertwine and become one.
Sometimes I look upon humanity with disgust and hatred. Now I'm not saying that I feel like this for everyone but a vast majority of people none the less.
Midday moon, A stranger in your own home. The uninvited guest. Mammothly insignificant, Yet strangely unavoidable. Midday moon. Midday moon, Why are you not sleeping, Waiting for night to come.
When I expect joy but find only pain; when I look for adventure but find only a prison; when I reach out for friendship but grasp only air and the world outside is darker than the light inside my...