My Needle

I am alone,

I am alone and I am crying,

I am crying and no one cares,

No one cares because I have no one to tell,

Those I do tell reject me,

And rejection feels like the sting of a needle,

Hollow and sharp, piercing the skin,

But instead of stopping, my needle keeps going,

Further and further until the only way to free it is to dig it out,

So when I say I’m alone,

I mean I tried to tell you but you gave me a needle and pushed it in.




Harsh and sharp,

It tear deep with its with is claws,

Ripping straight through my chest,

Til it’s deep with my soul,

Prodding and poking,

It laughs at the mess it has made of me.

I hate to ask :(

Hey guys I hate to ask this, but alas desperate times 😦 My partner and I are really struggling at the moment. He’s been unable to work due to illness and I’m still deemed unable to work. If you could spare even $5, my paypal is

Peace and love all ❤️

The Mother

IMG_0194 (2).jpgSky so blue,
The glow overwhelms my soul,
It moves through me,
Like silk,
It is a cat’s brush of love,
A warm embrace,
It fills me until I cannot breathe,
The beauty of Mother Earth has at this moment,
Captured me.

The Miner


Beauty lies so deep,
Bedded with the soul,
It shines,
A beacon of hope,
Of joy and light,
For the beauty that lies within,
Is more precious than what resides upon any surface,
And it is this beauty,
This gold,
That I the desperate miner,
Is clamouring to capture and behold.