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...
Rest In Tissues
The whole of class 2B was playing a game of musical colds, competing for who could cough the loudest or who had the most aggressive...
Farewell Tulips
Ophelia was drunk, drowned in a multicoloured sea of neon lights and blurred figures. The sound of laughter seemed miles away as she...
Sweet Dreams
Wake up, I whisper into your ear It’s all just a dream, just a mere Fragment of your imagination A weak imitation of real life Wake up, I...
A Graveyard of Stars
Lea stared at Death's Gate. If anything she was disappointed. It was small and red with rust, the lock looked useless mainly because...
Mystery Girl
Her hair is white as snow And her clothes as black as pitch Eyes framed by perfect wings And boots as heavy as bricks She's a walking...
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...
In Defence Of Writer's Block
In Defence of Writer's Block, he's not all that bad He's been my room mate for a few months now. At first I approached his stay with...
Dying For Change
The train ran down the tracks at a snail's pace. Each move forward made the joints groan and the carriages run into one another like...
Yes Or No?
If I don’t make a decision will the problem go away? Or will it prey on my mind until I cannot ignore it any longer? The second one....
