The Forgotten Diary.

Words will be written sooner or later.

Anywhere But Here.

Frozen on this ground I stand...

On The Brink.

Waiting for my crescent to be whole again.

Voices in the Dark.

We never know our way around.

The Same, Old Songs.

In distant memories and forgotten dreams...

At the End of the Day.

Somewhere I’d rather be than here.

Echoes in the Distance.

Draped in a tattered, old shroud.

Forgotten Drafts CH8- ‘Zoned Out’.

What should your first step be?

Reflections.

If only what was within was easy to find.

Breaking Surface.

The ghost of a memory hot on our trails.

Forgotten Drafts CH7- ‘The Lone Blossom’.

Never pick a flower that is thriving.

Never Done Before.

Don't give up without a fair fight.

Away with the Clouds.

Until the next bout of rain...

Forgotten Drafts CH6- ‘Odd’.

We do live our lives with our heads up in the clouds the entire time.

No Way Out.

Words no longer mean to me what they once did.

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