Fire.

I struck a match on the tile

lit the sky on fire

and let it

burn

let it burn.

The city went mad

and tried to escape from the smoke

and i just let it 

burn 

let it burn.

No more love.

No more anger.

Let it 

Burn.

Let it

Burn.

A Forever Kind of Love

Today I pushed away that sinking feeling

That I am not worth it.

That I am not beautiful.

That I am not loved.

I smiled. 

Looking up.

     Yesterday I gave my camera to a five-year-old-girl and told her as long as she didn't break it she could play with it. This is a taste of a few of the pictures she came up with. It's fascinating to see what they find unique and interesting. And I had forgotten then when they see people it's always looking up. Always getting to see up people's noses, and the weird angles of their faces. Oh to be five again, huh?

Colour Swirls.

Golden, yellow skies

The sun, bleeding red, spreading

Rain falling like tears down to earth

Magically changing the brown, sad ground

Dancing with happiness like a child

Joy.