My Love….

My eyes did not widen,  Like heavy husks of tea-soaked bread, I lay idle, unable to move. Submerged in the viscosity of my own tears.  How could you leave me all alone on this planet? After all of these years. They say a heart heals in the hands of time. So why does mine only hurtContinue reading “My Love….”

Are You Poorer Than Me?

I’m so sick of being poor. Yes I may have a roof over my head and food in my fridge but when you can’t decorate your rooms or make meals beyond tins of soup and sweetcorn then what’s the point? I might aswell be living in The Amazon, atleast then I’ll avoid the council taxContinue reading “Are You Poorer Than Me?”