My God is stronger than yours #poem

My God is stronger than yours For he lives in sinners and saints alike He seeps through skin with rain not wars Divides your lies from words before his strike Your God cries and you’re non the wiser Pray for cravings and still vex his light Ask for the world, watch him swallow advisors Now…

Exit through the shape they drew #poem

Step by step away from you Step by wrecks to get to gloom Step by step I sing to you May our fates forget us two. Close the door on wishes who Close to hearts forget us too Closest words jump out to who May stand close and paint us blue. Exit through the shape…

Sheep in snake’s clothing #poem

Have you ever sat down and counted the lives you’ve led? Good daughter, class clown, all the heartbreaks you’ve met, Like a sheep in snake’s clothing, the lies you shed, And if the next dream breaks, at least your heart is fed. Have you ever sat down and counted the people you’ve crossed? Who see…

Night falls, I call #poem

And if I sing of home, I dream of mountains not yet climbed, I let the birds travel through my voice And twist my vocal chords into a nest Large enough to house a lonely traveller. And if I sing of hell, I point at shadows under my own bed, Climb the duvet to flatten…

Waiting on lies #poem

Meet me at 7 you said I cross off my errands and meet you halfway What food to get It’s 8:30 now, I’m starving but okay I wonder, have we ever met Or are we heartbreak yet to create?

Change here for change #poem

I was walking one night to catch my train Booze and drugs devouring my brain Started to run when i saw the time Switched my playlist from indie to grime Started to run to catch a faster one By minutes or hours, as long as I won Who or what only became clear Once I…

How to stop outsourcing your wellbeing

At the fragile 26 year mark of my life, I finally found what adulthood truly means to me (whether I want it to or not): Stop outsourcing your personal responsibilities and wellbeing That means my career is no longer my employer’s job, my health no longer my GP’s and my happiness no longer my friend’s….

Oceanslice #poem

Grant me blessings to freeze this ocean of joyto cut myself the waves and to hoard them safely at home. Grant me blessings to hence level the seato fish and rocks and truth and yield what I have sown. Grant me blessings to resist even the fiercest windsto promise lands if I should cave and…

Mind’s seasoning #poem

To stay the same While leaves play dress up in the mind What a shame To choose cornfields over winter beach sanding What a waste When one is standing where no one can find.