Tornadoofchaos.uk

For the last week I've been slowly migrating my blog from wordpress.com to a self-hosted server, using my web development skills learned in another life. Whenever I get to use things I learned in previous lives it's always a nice feeling. Nostalgic in a positive way, without wanting to return to those 'lives'. There is … Continue reading Tornadoofchaos.uk →

Em-Dash— To The Heart 🖕

—|—😓—|——|—😱—|——|—😭—|— Stab me with your em-dash,Stab me in the heart,Scarecrow my prose awayBurn it, burn it all on the fire, I've been jousted in the eyes,Can't see the words for tears,Flowing poetic aesthetics,Bleeding out on the floor; Operator, operator, This is an emergency,Em-dash razor-wire fortresses, are—Rationing out literatic beauty! The em dash is an incredibly … Continue reading Em-Dash— To The Heart 🖕 →

Closing In Again

I feel the wallsclosing inagainHuman stampedesup and downthe hallwayDisrupting me fromthe final outletThe endless universeof writing and creativityThe laststrandof proactive hopeSaving me, fromthe abyssal void of empty days without a planFor this activeproactiverestless mindThat is the truest hellThere is nothing l o n g e rthane m p t y timeWith no beginningand no e … Continue reading Closing In Again →

Environmental Changes

Two stampy housemates down,Including the one from the room above—No more creaking floorboards (for now),From the movements of replacement zombie; Replacement zombie??Yes, the zombie housemate about which I'd complained for so long,Who stumbled around full of alcohol, at all times,Barely alive and dropping food and drinks all over the place,They actually moved out around last … Continue reading Environmental Changes →

Back 10 Spaces

Like when you find a long-neglected piece of clothing in the back of the wardrobe,And realise that actually it's not so bad at all, It is something you can enjoy again,A matter of perspective,And it's a happy reunion, an added bonus,Best of all it costs nothing. 🌪

Maybe I Could Write Something

I'm dying without writing,OCD is as bad as it's been,My days have lost their beginnings of meaning,I can't even remember what I was saying;(Struggling to begin anything); But maybe if I start small,And slowly build it up,I'm sure that I can adapt again,And manage to write something. 🌪

Doing

My brain has been so stale and obsessive,Stuck in a rut,So I'm going to create something,Big,A story of profundity,It's the best cure,And now I am doing,Once more :). 🌪

Proud Of Myself

Warning— this is a lengthy impromptu monologue/summary of my last 2 years! I am sticking to Sundays for the long story posts, but this is a one-off. By all means read selectively or not at all! And thank you greatly for reading. I can't wait to start going through it all with the therapist. It's … Continue reading Proud Of Myself →

Imaginative Freedom

What if I put those energies into writing and creativity?Writing as a way out of an obsessive OCD mind loop; This is not new, I've done this before,But then unfortunately I showed this blog to family,In a time of desperation; At first, I wasn't too bothered,And I was riding high on good feelings of no … Continue reading Imaginative Freedom →

Free Radical

Free like the wings of the Orion Nebula!Shining rays of light into the universe, Free like lonely old Sedna,Roaming the outer fringes,And not in the least bit orthodox, Free,Freer than ever,Away from the storm at the centre, Free from prying eyes,Hidden from judging minds, Free to just be me,Once more. 🌪