The Words Were Never Meant To Leave
I never wrote this for claps, or praise from a crowd, I wrote because my head gets loud, and the thoughts won’t quiet down. Sometimes it’s pen and paper, sometimes notes in…
The Things I Thought Were Just Me
I thought it was just me, this leg that never learnt to rest, the fingers scratching at my skin while saying I’m not even stressed. The quotes I say on constant loop,…
I’m Tired
I took the mask off, then the noise came back, like it had been sat there, waiting to attack. ADHD laughing, boots on my floor, kicking every locked up memory through the…
Built With Strange Parts
I was never “normal”, whatever that means, just a kid with a loud head and torn up jeans. Sat alone with my toys, making worlds on the floor, while everyone else seemed…
Fuck It, It Is What It Is
Sometimes life needs a proper plan, a list of jobs and a capable man. Sometimes the list can stay where it sits, while I take one breath and just say… Fuck it.…
The Lights Are Off In My Head
I’m writing this from somewhere low, where basic thoughts don’t land, where tomorrow feels too far away, and today won’t leave my hands. My head feels like a cave inside, cold walls…