Drinking in your blood like it's something I shouldn't have, Tasting the feelings you have for me on the tip of my tongue. If everything was simple maybe I wouldn't want it so badly, If all this was something

It's been so long since my last confession, I don't even know what to write. I sit here, fumbling with my words, folding the lines together in my head - am I alive? Hours drip together with each passing

It's been awhile since my last confession, So many stresses that it's hard to heed the lesson. I have waited so long that my senses have dulled, My soul now so weary that my inspiration's all but culled.

A quick pen sketch of a heart in a book, as one does on a rainy day... Thank you so much for taking the time to view my work today. Embrace all your dreams! @StellarBelle If I do anything incorrect it's

A millions of fractalised shards of me gather, do they gather.. The world around me violently shook and spun, My body a hazy blur of deepest deeds undone, I fell as my senses in the rain did swell, stealing

Today for my breakfast/snacking, I made fruit salad. It tastes as amazing it looks. In a mixing bowl, add: *A punnet of Blueberries *A punnet of Raspberries *250g of Sliced Peaches *250g of cubed Honeydew

Today, being a Monday, was gym day. Fitness is a decent chunk of my life, and I love it. I like to challenge myself, and I push myself pretty hard. Steering away from my regular cardio session of level

There is no sound, no life here.. My mind it races and weaves and shouts, An endless chasm of both useless and useful things. Possibilities urgently racing around and through, I am fatigued, I am alert

With one imbibing look, I was consumed.. The air is as cold as steel to the throat, And so it is that your blood rushes to your cheeks. I have waited for what seems an eternity for you, Such a sweet smile

Look now. What do you see. What do you really see? The dead sea stretches on for days, A stench reeking of defication, impurity and broken souls. The ammassed grievances stretching tightly over bones,

Beyond your horizon I wait for you, As your landscape changes with each veiw. Paper dolls and mockingbirds, Tainted love by unspoken words. Paper daisies lie shredded at your feet, And so it is we no longer

Silent moon, So pregnant and bright, Though I willfully surrendered my soul this night, Alas, I didn't feel a thing... With white bony limbs, Just as porcelain is cold, With the greyest of eyes once blue

It's been seven days since my last confession. So sit back, tune in and take a listen. Another day, another dollar, another set of lies, The rich getting richer while the paupers dry their eyes. Why's

These 2 paintings were something I came up with when I had an exhibition a few years ago. Both are acrylic on canvas. I haven't painted much recently, because my house isn't equipped for painting. But

I haven't drawn anything for awhile, so just a quick pen sketch to make up for lost time :) "with the seed of doubt, the flower of deceit was created. And so sprouted the forest of lies, and man got

the things I think about late at night... "Why do people have bucket lists if they're not filling buckets?" I mean, what do you do when you fill it, practice your kicking skills and boot it between

You've been walking for miles. Ever searching, Ever hungry, Ever complicated and trying, Ever wandering but never lost. Ever screaming but never heard, Ever looking but never seen. Ever second but never

For the sweet tooth... The idea for this just came to me one rainy day, when I was watching a movie. It was bloody brilliant! Morello Cherry and Amaretto Brownies with a BlackBerry and white chocolate

Sometimes, I like to cook. And so it was, I made a sunday roast with a little sass. Apricot glazed Lamb racks accompanied by roast potatoes, carrots, asparagus & squash garnished with red wine &

I see you. Do you see me? Come to the water and I will swim for you, Come to the field and I will lie with you. Come to the fires and feel my love burning, Come to the window and peer down at the world