The ghosts we share life with……

I called today just to see your face, drove straight to your door like I did many yesterday’s before I looked at your door and gripped the wheel, why did I visit, your no longer here. We talked in the past, we didn’t say much but whenever we did we said what meant most. I

A year on……

It was back in 2020 when dad left us, just over a year ago. A year that flew past each day, week and month until once again another painful reminder of loss wrapped itself around me and my family, those closest to him once again finding the tears, the memories of years gone by and

Tears stain a perfect memory

Tears stain a perfect memory, they steal smiles born of forgotten yesterday’s. Ones of unconditional love lost amongst those perfect thoughts. Wrapped around you like much needed hugs, Holding them tightly for fear they’ll simply fade into fog. The love you carry deep within your heart only hurts just before the tears start. Loss isn’t

New Directions, I’m coming home….. By L D Wright

2019 Was a year I don’t ever want to visit ever again, most of it was one I felt like my walls were closing in on me. I’d awoken so many demons that what had come and gone quickly spiralled around me and almost dragged me into the whirlwind of depression, sad memories, thoughts. These

Personal Battle Grounds….. By L D Wright

Suicide Prevention

All My Love….. By L D Wright

All my Love….. It’s getting closer to that time of year, towards the times I’ve missed more than any other. Your birthday so close and then it’s Christmas, yet again no presents I’ll see you open. By now you may have had a family of your own, a grandad, best present of them all. A

My Journal Continues….. By, L D Wright

My Journal Continues….. It’s been a while since I last wrote but I’ve been in a battle of thoughts, I’ve lived through my nightmares I brought back to life and well tried so hard to deal or at least come to terms with the realisation that I needed to shout out louder and own up

Conclusion, every story needs one by L D Wright

So after writing my My Darkest Journal I wanted to write a conclusion of some kind. I have and all the poems, well the titles wrote a piece I’m kinda proud of because they all paint some kind of picture that I didn’t see forming. Would you like to read it, it’s a powerful piece

Stronger Version of Yesterday’s Past….. By L D Wright

Stronger Version of Yesterday’s Past….. I write like I’ve never been fed, these words are raw but that’s the life that I’ve lived, now it’s time to dish out these feelings, I’m not being harsh but it’s all been part of me. It’s all about my past and how those demons wrenched my heart out.

Life’s a personal diary….. By L D Wright

Lifes a personal diary….. I’ve added pieces to my puzzle, rearranged a few more than a couple. Scratched my head in pure confusion when those edges didn’t fit completely. Flipped the board in anger when my attitude didn’t like the answer, dangerous attempts to change life’s attention when it all came crashing around me. Dissappeared