Because that's all life really is, isn't it? A bunch of words?

A short horror story revolving around the myth of the Banshee.

What if our stories actually wrote themselves?

One question. Have you ever been buried alive? Well lets just say, your breaths become Precious.

An elderly collector of second-hand books wrestles with his unusual ability to "read" the lives of his books' previous owners... and with one unique book he can't seem to read.

Life isn't always the best thing. But we only get one. So here I am, making the most of it, trying my best to get everything i feel down into words so that i don't have to dwell on those feelings and thoughts anymore. My latest collection of poems. Its rare that my poems are about a specific person, they are often thoughts that i develop into scenario's and identitys. Some within this collection are dated, and i wrote them years ago. But most are fairly recent. I aimed to make them emotional in some cases, some are just my honest opinions. I hope you enjoy them. I will add to them continually until the little green tick appears by the title :).