A rut in my mind

I have a lot of thoughts Running through my head You have made a lap or two Or three Or ten… There is a rut In the shape of a circle Where your shoes have dug into my cerebral cortex I never told you to get out of the race So I attempted to fill…

Write

Write until it rips your heart And then write some more Write until the dripping spout Breaks and you must pour Write about what heals your soul Write about what hurts Write about the best of days Write about the worst Write when you feel most alive Write when you feel death Write until your…

Left Behind

I often walked too fast for you So I reached for your hand Hoping to pull you along beside me But instead you gave me your heart I emptied all my pockets to hold it And with that I took the lead Slowly walking out of your eyesight I didn’t want to be too far…

Falling in love is

Like moving into the dream home you’ve had your eyes on forever You want to paint a masterpiece A mural to immortalise your love On every wall of their heart But have to be mindful Of the wallpaper, pictures and notes Left by their past in certain rooms You may have moved into the house…

Our home

The house we dwelled Began to feel wrong We packed our bags In hopes to move on Turned back to back Chose different roads Never to revisit The deteriorating home SWD 09/2017