He left early, but the darkness followed him home. His feet were heavier than his lungs, Balance was not his friend that night. And Fate was not either. He stumbled across two others, both hairy, both with black eyes. One was chained, but she was innocent. Undeserved freedom belonged to the other. A dull bulb … Continue reading Drunk Poets Society – A Narrative Poem.
A list of my favourite sad songs to listen to when I'm feeling blue, they help me feel better.
Parent's are responsible for teaching their children a lot of skills which they will need later in life. Here's one I my father taught me (accidentally) which I found especially important.