Daily Archives:

23 May 2017

  • Poetry


    Something is waiting for me outside – It beckons with a creepy smile Covered in black, it chills me, making my insides swirl; As the bile rises, my throat feels choked,…

  • All about the mind


    I stare into the future. I cannot see a thing. There are paths. Several of them. They intertwine, crossover, go straight and wind around. They confuse me. I realise with a…