Sometimes (Spoken Word).

Maybe that’s why I get hurt.


For the One who I would have given the World. (Spoken Word)

I was prepared to be your biggest fan. I had the World in my hand, and I was ready to give it to you. My heart had never felt so full, the world was no longer so dull. My sight in technicolour. I could have been your biggest fan, but it was never enough for … Continue reading For the One who I would have given the World. (Spoken Word)


I see bees, working in the hive, grateful for their lives, thanking God that they’re alive.   Bees, buzzing in the breeze, making most of the day, dodging all the leaves, but taking time to pray.   Even though the day before, they lost so many, they refuse to give in, still work to earn … Continue reading Bees.


I always wondered what it would be, to sit up late, maybe until three and ask you 'what does love mean?', but you won't answer, and although it seems fine... we'll never be that word. I used to think that love was real, but then I saw you cry that day I told you I … Continue reading 3am