Wednesday, 22 February 2017

22 February - Storm Doris

When you feel as vacant as a dormant volcano crater; as lifeless as an extinct fossilised dinosaur bone, and invisible as world peace.

Saturday, 11 February 2017

11 February

Today is a day of princess and the pea syndrome, only I'm not lying in bed - the bed is just existence itself.

Walking amongst people on the street - can they not see the gaping holes? Can they not see the darkness? How can they not be as disgusted.

The world is in monotone today; a broken shopping trolley abandoned on the side of the road, rusting away, its wheel refusing to go any direction other than - no.