Young & Alive: Skip

In a drunken haze, I spun around and you were calling my name, it took my eyes a while to find you. There you were, stood amongst all the other party goers in the darkness of a warm Saturday night on West Street. Jokingly greeting me with a nickname, I’d aquired the previous year, we hugged and…

Extinguished

I set myself on fire wanted to burn myself to ashes but you wouldn’t let me. You came in trying to extinguish my flames first water, next foam then gas but nothing was quite enough. Nothing could stop the burning emptiness inside, a hollow chest, a heart that was only beating. I yearned to feel…

Tarnished

People do not come in to our lives as blank canvases, I think that is why we adore babies so much, for there are no marks are upon them, nothing has influenced them yet. But everyone you meet however significant you become to them has had a life lived before you and without you. They…

Candle

  My posts have been a little depressing lately so I thought I would post something happier! This was originally published in Hallam Union’s student magazine. It’s called Candle, enjoy! http://shu-media.co.uk/lifestyle-culture/candle/ I watch the candle intently. The flame dances around the wick happily. It reminds me of you, the heart and soul of every party. The…