Lying in the grass by the side of the road, wounds on my arms. She appeared like an angel. "Are you okay?" she said. My mind cried NO! but my lips stayed silent. She crouched down and took my hand. "Let me help you" she said. And she took me to her home, and bathed my tattered wrists. She helped me stumble into bed. She leaned over, and said " ( Read more... )

I stare at the sharpened knife in my hands. By the candle light it seems to be the only thing with any life. It glistens like it's wet and I listen to it's silent song to me. If I had some one to stop me from doing what I want, ... No! need to do,..
But I don't. I don't have anyone,..

,.. And now no-one can stop me.

Oh God! I'm so alone.

"It's our last week open" she said. I blinked in astonishment. The last time I'd gaze at her compelling mid-riff. That last time she'd massage my scalp with her slender yet firm digits. I went cold. I could barely concentrate as she tried to make small talk. She finished and I went to pay at the counter. I wanted to say 'You've meant so much to me ( Read more... )

The war on Iraq has begun. Somewhere, there is a couple who cling to each other in fear of their lives. They lie, hidden and scared in a shelter somewhere, with no-one else to rely on but each other. Here I sit, on the other side of the world, safe,..

,.. and jealous.

Oh God. I'm so alone.

I went to the beach today. I had an intensely strong longing to stare at the beach as rain poured over it. I felt myself on a big comfy couch, legs and arms entwined with the woman of my dreams as we sheltered behind a big bay window. I tried to stay happy in my head but the world leaked in ( Read more... )

'I don't have anyway of getting home' she said. She couldn't afford Cab fare. I think she wanted to stay at my place. All I had to say was,.. 'You can crash on my couch if you want to'. I went to say it,.. and hesitated. I went to say it,.. and hesitated again ( Read more... )

It's raining today. The fingers of water snake down my window and I watch people walk by with their umbrellas shielding them from a precipitace onslaught. I see a couple walk by. She's wearing an oversized woolen coat and she hugs up to him to avoid the airborne spray. My umbrella is smaller than his, but it may as well be as large as the sky ( Read more... )

There are 418 footsteps home from the Baskins and Robbins near my house. That means 836 footsteps if I was walking with someone who loved me.

,.. There are 418 footsteps home from the Baskins and Robbins near my house.

Oh God. I'm so alone

It was her eyes. They were haunting. I glanced away. Did they have no pupils at all? I glanced again. They were the darkest brown eyes I'd ever seen. She stood at the subway counter with a tall strong boy. I stared into the salad and tried to watch her in the reflection of the perspex. Was she touching him. Was he really with her? I saw her ( Read more... )

I climbed onto the train and took my seat. I glanced across and saw an angel. She was petite, and dressed in a lemon yellow top. Her neck was thin and smooth. Her jaw was delicate and soft. She looked like a young, blonde 'Max Sharam'. I couldn't stop staring. She was so entrancing just sitting there reading her magazine. She looked up and my eyes ( Read more... )