Questions For Your journal At the end of each year I like to reflect in my journal on four questions. I do this at the end of each year. I try to keep to one or two journals per year depending on how much or little I write. Some years…

Try something different! I hate making New Year’s Resolutions, firstly because everyone asks you what they are! Secondly everyone knows they aren’t going to stick to them so why do we even do it? Oh its tradition that’s why! Of course everyone makes resolutions with good intent, but perhaps we…

I am very proud of myself for publishing my first chapbook. Although I may have done things the wrong way around it has been a great learning experience for me and has boosted my confidence. I decided to self-publish my chapbook as I have only just begun to delve into…

If you cannot see, That your eyes blinded you, from revealing the whole truth, you must understand, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you, Don’t feel obliged to continue being afraid, just be real with yourself, Life moves around in cycles, parts of you need to be recycled, to heal…

Trauma burrows into fertile soil, Mud stained hands, Time weaves weary plans, Cobweb clutter, Don’t move a thing, Or you’ll disturb the microbes, Once inhaled gets stuck inside, Sticky mucus mess, I cough but cannot produce a thing, Rib-cage shudder, lungs hurting, Contaminated dreams, Triggered by familiar scenes, Inside I…

A poem Lust is a fallen angel. That whispers in the ear “Take him” “Make him yours” Gilded hands covering up eyes When uncovered you see differently Love is absent in the heat of the moment Lust leads to wild fires Love is a chemical reaction found in sparks Love…

A poem on mental health — Trigger warning- self-harm — Despairing at the voices bouncing off walls and back to pierce my ears, Like trumpeting Angels, Vibrational pipes, I swear I could hear a spider crawl across the carpet, A conveyor belt of noise and phrases on repeat, Anguish and fire, A harpooned mind caught in nets enraged, Of provoking…

I will be reading it! Looking back over the past few years regarding Britney’s life with her conservatorship ending and her recent divorce from her husband, Sam Ashgari, I want to read her book. Why? Well, firstly, Britney suffers from mental health problems, and so do I. I cannot, I…

A poem on depression Depression is not a black dog! No depression is not a black dog that walks beside you gently, Of all the dogs I have known they have always been happy, kind, and friendly, No! Depression is like a fog, And its not a black fog or…