Scattered

When you are high on the sleepless nights, drunk with the tears in your eyes but everyone around you needs more than that, to escape into their haven or hell, while you sit and strum your ukulele aimlessly and your head draws a blank as silent as a grave and as maddeningly loud as a…

The Fortress

Ages agoWhen everything seemed newAnd dreams were as true as realityI started building a fort, with blankets and hopeAnd oh! Fairy lights!In its comfy wombI read, slept and fantasised a bitLet’s just say, I conquered it. One day,Hope left unannounced.The foundation broke,It shook the core.I stood still, shockedAs the bricks collapsedAnd dreams came crumbling down.Crash!Then…