Heart on my sleeve

I was out so far this time, feelings of deep blue I was harbouring, that's what I was trying to kill but then there was excitement and fear of being caught in a tide. It's so strange the beauty and pain, it tore my heart out again and again so why do I still feel... Continue Reading →

I Pushed Her Away

Baby I can help, what can I do? I really wanted her too, but I couldn't separate us from the pain, and then I made it hers. I thought I'd be better on my own, to indulge in the pain, let my heart wane. I couldn't admit I didn't want my heart to go to... Continue Reading →

Sit with Me and Listen

Earth has music for those who listen. But he's too busy, he keeps time then fears it running out. I taught him to pause for a moment, sit here with me and listen. -mk

Listen with Eyes and Heart

Connection allows healing but how do we connect to others? Advice, finding positives and normalising when someone shares something painful isn't always the best thing to do. Simply acknowledging someone's hardship can be more powerful than giving advice, and looking at the bright side early on can minimise their experience and drive disconnection. Positives and... Continue Reading →

On the Edge

I did my best, I opened the wound and pulled out the bloody mess. Now I find myself on the edge again grasping for air, and as earth falls into the void I can finally be still, relief is what I feel. I wish there was an insightful conclusion, a reason why. But maybe that's... Continue Reading →

Isn’t Always Linear

For miles it's barren, lifeless. Air, thin, too thin to breathe. Path, gone, giants lead the way now. This bag, heavy. Mask, stifling. I see the emptiness ahead of me where everything is. I'm scared of what they're saying, of the worst to come. I'm closer to heaven yet feels like hell. Food, tasteless. Day,... Continue Reading →

Love is Listening

Love is listening. Listening with the intent, not to reply or to solve, to understand. When words are heard with eyes and heart we heal. Listening is healing. -mk

I Couldn’t Find My Way Anymore

I could have stopped but I was finally free. When I wanted to, I couldn't, it robbed me of it entirely. Now there was only rage, fear and anguish disguised as rage. When grief poured out it stained red, when rubber screamed bricks bled, metal tore, I couldn't find my way anymore. When the smoke... Continue Reading →

We Just Healed Differently

These are just words, gentleness and love, hardness and hate. In the end he became like him, he took the title but not the responsibility. He became what he hated most, what we feared. And with mud in his eyes which tore my heart I wished him well, but he still could not see. The... Continue Reading →

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