Saturday, 7 October 2017

The Journey


The Journey
She took my dream,
my passion.
Now, she is fame.
Clock strikes twelve
everyday.
Whilst I worry
on this,
she has mastered
my craft.
Same age
Oh how the green
monster crawls up
my back.
Gnaws
Claws
Upon the soft
flesh of my body.
Clock strikes twelve
everyday.
Eyes with blazing
fire around the iris.
I pick up the pencil
and write

Saturday, 26 August 2017

Saturday, 5 August 2017

The 4 H's



The 4 H’s

His heart hung heavy.

Heavier than anyone
could bare.

Hiding from everyone.

Hideous was the
world to him.

His fame and
his fortune.

Heart attack crushed
his physical soul.

His name was Michael.