Choice

To stay in or go out

Everyone’s a Chef

It taught me however that no one lacks skills

Everyone’s a chef if you have the time and the will

Duty of Care

For we live in society

Words

Would it be better?

Them

A shot by “them” heads straight to my heart

Punctured holes but still standing tall

Postmortem

Postmortem is conducted

And reality comes to light

New Directions

A river carved its way
Through the rocks and sandy plains

When I wasn’t yours

Under this yellow tint, let me relive it once

Lingers On…

Unspoken wish

Lingers on…

Gone

If only he was still here…