My head is full of junctions and busy scenes. I literally drown, and the more anxious ones become jagged dreams
Tag: emotional poetry
Seen Through The Eyes Of a Ghost – Written Monday 31st March 2025 (aged 50)
Seen through the eyes of a ghost,
I carry a patina of trouble, rubble, and boulders
Mr. Betty – Written February 2025 (Aged 49)
We loved him like he was family,
not just a pet.
