Recently, whilst editing and removing previous blog posts that I felt did not fit in well with my new ‘online portfolio’ type blog, I read my old New Year, Same Me post from last year. I couldn’t help but laugh at my younger, more naïve self. Yes, I did start therapy. It was a free […]
So, I’ve decided to start taking this blog seriously, for real this time. I can’t believe how quickly the first year of university went by, much less that I am now about to finish the first semester of my second year. With the end of the semester come the oh so wonderful winter assignments, and […]
Guilt hastaken overmy heart.Pumping anxietythroughmy blood.My veinsare infectedwith pain.
On the days that I miss you the most,my heart weighs so much thatmy body can not get out of bed. I hear your voice in every twenty-one pilots songso I play their album on loopand I sob along to every lyric. On the days that I miss you the most,I see your face stitched […]
You are the blurb,the dedicated to page, the inspirationand every single chapter in the novel of my life.You are my muse,my poems, my verses and stanzasyou are the poetryinside my heart.
Some of my earliest memories are memories with you,how you would bring me along to pick up Rita from school.I remember how it would take my whole fist just to hold onto one of your fingers, your hands were that big. When I was six years old I went on a school trip to the […]
Happy New Year to one and all. Every year I cringe to myself when the ‘new year, new me’ posts start flooding in all through most social media outlets. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all up for people wanting to better themselves, improving their eating and exercise habits and so on, but let’s be honest, […]
Procrastination at it’s finest This weekend, you completed the highest level on your favourite literal reality game, procrastination. Starting at the crack of dawn on Saturday morning, you stumbled down, the steep staircase that descends straight into the kitchen, one eye open, the other trying desperately to go back to bed, checked the level of […]
Loving you is Loving you is sweaty palms and sudden stutters,it’s endless hours and infinite laughter,it’s intoxicating kissesand morning regrets.Loving you is uncertain like British weather,and exciting like Christmas morning.Loving you is unhealthylike Ross and Racheal, but addictive like nicotine,its wanting what you can’t haveuntil you final have it.Loving you is a car crash.
Another result of a writing prompt in poetry class, pick a feeling or emotion that you’re familiar with, now imagine that in the human form. What kind of person would they be, what kind of things would they do or say?I decided to pick my good auld friend, anxiety, and try to personify it. If […]