Eyes Down

Mud stuck in the path he tread Walked on, each step like a gun to his head Closer to and further from the worn cliff edge Eyes down, to the foot of Beachy Head Found below in the grasses and the hard rock dry, He found himself between a harder rock and place Sinking in... Continue Reading →


You look at me With eyes of an empty skull A scar where Your heart used to be It wasn’t your fault You just wanted to be free But couldn’t wait So you dreamt your life away Until you could not wake You are so cold in the night air A life, a bullet So... Continue Reading →

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