thomtree
Oh god I am so sad. Please take it away from me. Lift it from my chest and set it free.
Left my sister behind. Had a cry on the bus. She's so small and dainty and she's got an old woman's head on her shoulders and she's so powerful and wonderful. She's nine now, and every time I see her I'm proud. We've been through a lot toge…
I'm a small yet quite rotund mouse that lives in a two bedroomed terrace house with a conservatory and I reside there with my lovely spouse Noreen.
I like to walk. I get a great deal of thinking done when I'm on my own and surrounded by empty fields or darkened by tree shadows in high summer. I love the smell of loam and earthworms and the smell of sunshine in the morning before the da…
Eating three meals a day is hard. I don't get hungry at all.
Three meals a day, makes you happy and healthy and gay, but have three more, and you'll end up falling through the floor. Or so my Grandma tells me.
I find myself awake again. This morning when the world was still asleep I took a turn out in the woods. There's a wild and tangled place near my house that I like to go to and just be all alone. There's something magical about snow. It had …
I'm desperate. I'm a madman. I can't wait. Spring is so close and I just can't wait to throw open the windows and welcome it in. I can see daffodils poking up everywhere around me. It seems almost cruel that there is sleet falling right now…
It's been a long time since I've felt a sadness like that. I haven't felt grey and hollow for many months. And this surprises me. I have struggled with inner monsters and dodgy heart strings and a whirring mind for a few years, and this win…
My mind it broke it shall not mend, I have no time to think again.
"I reached through the ribs of the young man who'd hardly begun his life. I felt his tender soul flutter like a bird and pulled it away from him. I watched the light die in the man's eyes and carried his soul away. My place was not to quest…
I see acts of kindness everywhere. But it's getting to be a rarer occurrence as I age. At the moment my glands are swollen, my head is lost in the clouds and my skin is both slick from sweat and on fire, such is an illness. I have lain here…
Once upon a time in a misty little town in the middle of nowhere, lived a young boy who had spent much of his short life wishing that he was dead. It was a cold winter and the wind was whistling through the gaps in the bricks in the attic i…
It was thirty years ago or more that the terrifying White Queen of Narnia turned me to stone. I have been here all this time, holding out my hands in surrender, this shocked expression frozen onto my face. People think we're dead and gone a…
We are the shadows on the ground that creep, Holding corpses as they sleep, We are the wind that rattles past, When the dead have breathed their last, We watch as the mourners cry, we merely wait until they die, And take them underground, …
Caroline held fast to the railings and looked out to sea. The ocean was a roar of emotion today, anger and jealously; it pounded at the headland and smashed itself to white foaming vapour. The sky was iron grey and heavy with a storm. The w…
There's a worm that lives in my shoulder, it burrows deeper as I get older.
I've got about five months till winter begins again. I don't know why but this single thought is enough to kill my happy thoughts dead like bluebottles that died of thirst and stupidity in a sunny windowsill. It's like the frost from the co…
I could post anything up here but I won't. I'll just keep writing nonsense that falls out of my head and hopefully it makes it's way to be read and appreciated by someone. If a single person reads my things I'll be happy. Even if they don't…
So today I left the house I lived in for years. After weeks of packing and sweeping the days are finally up. I took a turn around the empty rooms and felt the years lift away. There's a lot of memories and the house won't keep them anymore…
I'm feeling things today. Like mice these tiny feelings are crawling up my arms and into my head. I feel adrift and awash. I'm doing everything I normally would but it's just agony. Everywhere I go there is the knife that you are, in my hea…
Have you ever had a moment where you're sitting in a dark room drinking slightly warm diet coke and weeping solemnly into your laptop thinking what the fuck you're doing with your life? That's how Grey feels. She doesn't get out much and ne…
Today I am at work. I have been floating and hiding under a smile. Later I am going out to dance with the fairies. There's a grove in the woods I know where they all live. I'm taking them a bag of wotsits and we're going to get drunk on ora…
It rained for two days and in that time I've been the happiest in my life. You told me you loved me under the lights and our hearts grew far and free. We saw the mountains and we changed the world. But this lasted for two days. The rain sto…
There are times in every day when I take a step back and be thankful for everything I have in life. Earlier the rain was tapping softly on the glass behind the curtains and my friends and I were sat around the tv in our pyjamas. We were lau…
The little boy placed the shells in a neat row just as the wizard had asked. But then he grew up, as little boys often do, and left the shells behind. It wasn't until many years later when he was on old man himself, with a beard as long as …
I hit the ground and wait, while above me you turn golden and slip away. The cold comes and the ground turns hard as iron. Icy fingers crawl over me and their strength threatens to strangle me before I'm started, but then just when I think …
At night I wind down and pull my head off. Then I put my head in a box where I keep my special things. I found a snail shell out in the wild once, and here it lies, jumbled up with old string and a rusty key. I keep looking for her. Every d…
I looked out of my window at the grey world and saw you standing there. I sighed against the pane and left my mark; moisture on the glass. I gathered myself and went out to greet you knowing it was time. My last thought was of the baby, wra…
My friend just came up to me and said in a serious way; "have you heard?" I took a moment to ponder, and replied: "that the bird is the word?" he slapped his forehead and laughed. "I'll get you one day!" he shouted. Now he's sat next to me …
It's disquieting that there are mice living in both my desk and my sofa. It's like the Borrowers, except more furry and squeaky.
Today I learnt that I cannot say "disorientated" out loud.
After spending most of my day thinking of something to write, I find that words fail me. Sometimes it's best to just go out and stare at the sky.