My Darkest Journal….. By L D Wright

My Darkest Journal…. Locked in the dark journal unable to turn the pages, the marble block closes my routes towards you. Storm clouds form inside my mind as I wait but it’s playing games with my deepest thoughts. Disconnected unable to think, getting no cure as this curse constantly tortures. My world becomes shattered and

Pitfalls and unobtainable peaks….. By L D Wright

Pitfalls and unobtainable peaks….. You can see but it feels so out of reach, the closer you get the world just creates voids that try to swallow your dreams. As the avalanche cascades and blocks out the light, it carries you uncontrollably back to the start. Kicking and screaming, clawing at the dirt, reset your

Deal with anything….. By L D Wright

Deal with anything….. So my bones have been broken, they fixed but the memories remained. Looked into mirrors, didn’t recognise the reflection looking back at me. Fell flat on my ass but stood up and smiled. Had arguments, debates, fights without flights, stepped back without fury as I knew I was wrong, owned my outbursts,

Ghosts of Yesterday’s past…..

By L D Wright Looking through the rear view mirror of life I reflect on the memories and what they meant to my heart. Images, events drift into yesterdays echoes etched into the past, revisiting times that crept into my thoughts. Like we pressed rewind and stayed there a while, nice to visit the times

Bullet on your doorstep…..

Bullet on your doorstep….. By L D Wright Spiralling around this firing range called Life, twists and turns that block your aims, the bullets like dark secrets hit and ricochet my shattered feelings. Am I losing this battle of my mind? Did that last aim finally hit home. Like the demon thats followed my path,

Dark Tones…..

Dark Tones By, L D Wright Dark tones….. Take a look around, broken yet stood upright. Fixed in place but fragile. Become paper-thin has the brittle cracks break again. Ups and downs when life throws your world around, mixes your emotions, confused thoughts and how to deal with it all. Mind tearing as the heartstrings

Good Luck by L D Wright

Good Luck….. I’ve gained the pain as it ripped through the heart, bent me and broke the spine like a story I’d starred. Dark times as I felt my blood pump as I reached out and screamed , no body about when I most needed help. The shadow of my past came back to visit