An angel fell from heaven, wrongly accused. He saved him and fell just as hard. But how long before innocence fades and a new inevitable nature overtakes him?

Just a collection of my attempted slam poetry. I find escape in writing this and I hope you can find an escape in reading it.

poetry is a vice. ➳ 2014 watty awards winner for poetry ➳ gorgeous cover by @mountainy

Formerly known as Depression. This is about depression. Well. That and the insecurites, issues and thoughts about it. I assure you all of these are my own personal experiences and not stolen. Some of them are just scenes that flash in my head occasionally, when I'm at rock bottom. I just wanted to let all the depressed people put there know that you are not alone. Everything here has either happened to me a long time ago or right now. Don't worry, I'm getting over it (I hope) Caution:This might be a trigger to a few peers. Highest 'achievement': #8 in poetry [9th-10th June 2016]

"We choose our sorrows and our joys long before we experience them." © 2015 by NoiseOfSilence. All rights reserved.

Random poetry and the occasional drabble or dribble of other short random thought from the depths my somewhat bemused brain, or possibly Brian if the schizophrenic misspelt pseudo entity that lives up there is up to his old tricks... poems from the Tardis like halls of my head. No genre is safe...

an abundance of space metaphors and you. #1 in poetry 6/7/16

just a collection of jumbled up words that i like to call poems the art on the cover is by ed stockham : http://edstockham.tumblr.com/

A collection of thoughts struggling to find some meaning.