I take solace in the rain, it calms me, it brings me justification, it wakes me, and it makes me feel alive, You hate the rain and it’s funny now, because you are drowning in it, while it soaks your skin with karma I laugh and the sky rumbles around me, I enjoy the atmosphere … More The Flood.
Your shallow mind swallows you whole, You only want to touch the pretty things, with their small insignificant feelings and thoughts, Together you equal nothing, you have become nothing but a cliché, You are drowning, sinking in all your darkness, your blank spaces and your empty opinions, I’ve heard that you’ve changed, and I don’t … More Escape You.
She stood on the corner of the road, her hair a mess, mascara smudged her face, her lip stick was no more; she was scared, she was alone, and she didn’t know where she was. She moved towards the road where only a single car had past her and she crossed it swiftly, the rain … More We are not Broken.
Those who know me, know I love, love, LOVE Scotland, and I go every single year to see my family. I was lucky enough to bring all my marvellous friends along for the journey this time. So, why is this place so significant to me? Well for one, it’s the place of my birth, I … More The Young Scotland Adventure.
They should have never entered that castle. They believed the empress was gentle and kind, but she only cared for them, when she thought they gave her power. They jeopardised the simplicity of life, thinking it would improve it, if anything it was out of convenience and the mere act of it ruined their lives … More No Queen of Ours.
Why do I give you so much power, control, over my body and my soul, My heart hurts, my eyes, my nose swell, and I feel like the world is crumbling around me, My body shakes and my hands go numb, I can no longer see and my breathing rises, I feel like there … More Power.
I enjoy the quiet moments but sometimes they leave me feeling empty. I can never sit in total silence, I need to make background noise, a tv show will be on, a movie, my music, because if I don’t make some kind of sound, the air around me becomes deafening. My brain likes to bring … More The Quiet Time.