Society hates us. We let them Create ill children. We let them Hate us. Even though we have done nothing wrong. Otherwise we would be challenged, seen to not Obey the status quo. Children should be seen not heard. It's all Lies. - Henna
Thirteen chairs sit in a circle One is wooden, with grey tape bound to one leg One is glass, teetering on a crystal stand One is plastic, with smooth curves One is leather, with claws on its feet One is pink velvet, sickly and worn One is rocking, the remnants of what used to be... Continue Reading →
Scouring the empty shelves We hunt like wolves Eager for those few grains That will spare the ache in our brains Isle after isle We search, we scurry we scramble Till at last we find It before we lose our mind The last remaining pack Hidden behind the rack We squirrel it away from prying... Continue Reading →
I'm sat in a room full of robots. They're sat up straight, pen in hand, eyes fixed on the teacher. All right-handed may I add. Their uniform is immaculate. No pull on the hemline, no frayed trousers, no skirts above knee-length and shoes are all perfectly polished. They sit in silence, absorbing and writing everything... Continue Reading →
Overgrown grass paints my suede shoes emerald The heathers and bluebells encroach upon my raincoat staining the hems bright purple We won't mention the dog poo on the heel of my shoe The sharp breeze cuts my face with crisp coldness And the sun beams down on my face, radiating heat amidst the cool I... Continue Reading →
Smiles radiate from the frame, I miss it. Smiling like I used to. My sister and I wear matching Minnie Mouse ears wearing the same outfit but one in yellow and one in green. Yellow was my favourite colour then, Belle's dress and sunshine was all I cared about. We sat hugging Walt's statue right... Continue Reading →
I grab hold of the cool leather steering wheel and take a deep breath. But he's coming. I check the rear view mirror but all I can see is black mascara blotching my view. I fire up the ignition, get into gear and push down the handbrake. He's getting closer and all of a sudden... Continue Reading →
Okay okay! I've just realised I missed 'Night' out and thought that day 6 was 'Stars'. My bad. Whoops! Well, there's no loss to you, you get all the stories! Sun wraps Night around tightly like a thick blanket comforting it away from the cold atmosphere While Sun sleeps Night is awake She illuminates the... Continue Reading →
Space - Day 57: I'll never grow bored looking at the stars. Sure, the thought of suffocating in the vacuum of space seems more appetising than the delicious dried up food of chicken soup, lasagna and even the chocolate fudge cake which was the most satisfying thing to eat in space now tastes like dog... Continue Reading →
Why do you always think of me as some brooding, skeletal man in a black hooded cape, with a scythe in my hand, eager to collect your dead corpse? What if I was a young woman, in white, offering a peaceful passing and a helping hand to try and save you more time with the... Continue Reading →
Biscuit Breaks 