Poetry Blogs (2020, Thoughts)
John Coopey on WE DON'T NEED NO VENTILATORS (Brexit Before Breathing) (11 minutes ago)
Do you ever feel like you're the protagonist of a book?
Where the ending is constantly being rewritten and you're just waiting for the day that it's finally gone through all the edits and gets published?
But what happens if it's a novel that has 7 parts?
You might never even get to read the last written words or get to the final chapter of what you thought was your
Monday 24th February 2020 8:35 am
Our states of mind are like different rooms.
Some of wonder. Some of gloom.
We go out of one and in another.
Each one is different to the other.
We know not what we'll find inside.
And we might wish to try and hide.
Some rooms be dark. Some rooms be light.
Some be with joy and some with fright.
Each one may contain certain rules.
With different objects and different tools.
Friday 14th February 2020 5:54 pm
cant forget all the things that happened, im constantly reminded
tramatizing pictures in my head
the doctors got worried so they put me on some meds
because i couldnt deal with my mental
derailing and my thoughts became detramental
i couldnt handle my life anymore
couldnt stop the impulses before...
it was too late, theres drugs involved, using them i thoug...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 11:26 am