Leah’s Writing

Tape on your mouth and it drops from their hand, Guilt scorched on your face but written in sand. The waves rising in anger as they lay down and die: All people asking for reasons why. Beaten, downtrodden and tied up in chains- Understand nothing but fear and pain. Aching from screaming whilst sitting still,… Read more

it was 5:22 in the morning. the sky, barely glistening with the promise of darkness still held the illusion of scattered starlight suspended in the air above a canopy of trees. frost lightly decorated rooftops, had left faint breaths, reminders, already fading away. devoid of colour, nought but a pale grey hue hung over the… Read more

The sky is creeping closer, crashing down from above, falling and crushing your chest as it locks you in. Tight. Silence in huddled corners creeps up on you, drives you into yourself. Don’t struggle: Stay away. It will all come to an end.

Look up. Shitty crystal lampshade. They never listen. Walking through store, orange plastic. Numb.

Fog fills my head; it claws at my scalp from within, attempting to escape. My feet stumble forwards still, tumbling through my uncertainty. Darkness permeates the streets as I climb through them: the fog grasps my memory, squeezing tightly. Light from shaded shop windows drips to stain the worn pavement. Their murky tendrils grasp at… Read more

Rifling through your tufted chest, The air pulls you away. Your foot drags along-shackled to the ground By thoughts that make you stay.