Self-isolation, the lonely cure that I love, seems to be catching.

Self
Self-isolation, the lonely cure that I love, seems to be catching.
The end of the day, quieting and settling down, my mind still on fire.
Late at night, when I’m driving, with my radio head on, I have a sense that all the world a… Read more Radio Head On
A Mystery To Ourselves When I kissed you as you left today, we were as close as we could get… Read more A Mystery To Ourselves
On this Valentine’s day Remember these words well Learning to love yourself Is the greatest love of all
This day is empty. My mind and soul have been lost. I am uncaring.
Out walking this weekend, I passed through open spaces, places that were green, wooded, unseen. Sometimes I saw only the… Read more I Love It Less And Less
It takes a whole life to see that you’ll never know why you do some things
The Morning Moment When you wake up to those first morning moments, anything is possible. The day has not begun,… Read more The Morning Moment
There will come a moment When we all will realise Our best days are done
What is vanity? Loving the self above all But without reason
In the darkness In the night time You can see yourself, Alone, without the filter Of other feelings and opinions… Read more You And You
Sounds all around me Clatter and chatter and noise Just give me silence
What you could have done But instead you’re sitting here Glaring at a fire
A life is not lived Without it being challenged By those who live it
Which of these should win? Duty, fairness, righteousness? Or being yourself?
On very good days You don’t hate yourself too much Only a little
Other People’s Lives Other people’s lives I hear them say what they do I look at myself
You’re only beaten Only truly overcome If you don’t get up
A Disappointment A disappointment Any mistake that you make Doesn’t define you
Give me a minute Leave me alone for a while Let me have some time
A wet walk to work This never felt good before Now I work for me
A sample of blood Sticky thick ichor of life The blood of a clot
Nature Matches Me Autumn equinox In the dark side of the year Nature matches me
I CAN HEAR MYSELF I hear the voice of my mind Perhaps I am mad