Fallen Angel
Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? As I tumbled down through stardust Clutching at absence At a hand that wasn’t there to catch me My...
Saturday Morning
It's always raining on a Saturday morning The clouds are grey and the sky is pouring Buckets of water accompanying my yawning On this...
Dying For Change Pt 2
Amy woke up fully clothed and sprawled on her sofa. For a few disorientating seconds she just lay there, feeling the hair in her mouth...
Grey Days
Do something Do anything It doesn't matter what Just stop lying there Staring at the ceiling Mind wandering Feeling grey Tidy your room...
