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Will they remember me
It's strange to think of where the ripple will stop when i die
i don't think its a big pond
but i ponder what my old school friends would say
"what a shame"
and go about their day
would i pop into their mind a decade away?
would any of them have any regrets and wanted me to stay?
I won't know so i don't know why i fill my head with such questions
maybe sit by my graveside a...
Saturday 4th January 2025 12:16 pm
Darkness
This one comes from some older stuff of mine, written whilst dealing with what i didnt realise was a depression / anxiety disorder at the time. Thankfully now its under control, but reading this back makes me remeber just how black things were back then.
Darkness; continuous, deep, perpetual darkness.
Constant. Soulless. Empty dark space.
It laps at the edges, frayed edges of my c...
Saturday 15th October 2016 11:56 am
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