longing (Remove filter)
My Senses Fail
The feeling comes gnawing, gnashing, crashing into me from within, a reminder of the things I lack, the things I could have been.
The thought of failure torments me, slashing, stabbing, holding onto my heart, a reminder of those who always thought that I was just playing an imaginary part.
The pain comes sharply, sneakily, forcing my mind into behaving, a reminder of the moments I have lost ...
Tuesday 12th November 2024 12:47 am
Recent Comments
Martin Elder on Call me soon
43 minutes ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on for the Unbroken
1 hour ago
Yanma Hidayah on Between Morning and Night
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on HAIKU DON BHLIAIN 2025 [UIMHIR A TRÍ DÉAG]
1 hour ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Bread and Roses
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Haiku for 2025 [N. 12 KNEECAP]
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Forget-Me-Not
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Reference in Rhyme
4 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Life in blues.
4 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Gray Hair
4 hours ago