A Suicidal, Drunk, Insomniac
I have forgotten the feeling of what normality means.
I float around within a numbness submerged within a dream.
I see the world pass faster every single day.
I see my end come closer, I see the future become shorter;
I can’t help but slaughter the time as I begin the decay.
It’s hard to find blame, but it’s a rationale thought to try and understand how this happened.
The worse ...
Thursday 1st August 2019 5:34 pm
UNCARING MAN
UNCARING MAN
We, the developed world, we rape
the rain forests for wood for middleclass homes,
we drill for oil in the Arctic wilderness for our own selfish greed.
We trawl the sees and take the fish for our fat bellies,
uncaring and naïve…
A dozen species are killed off every day, extinct
before their time and now no more but recent history.
Our atmo...
Sunday 9th October 2011 4:03 pm
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