I hear two of you in my mind, one a feeble flickering ember and the other an inferno, an unquenchable blaze of frenzy. The ember can only inevitably wither and succumb to the weight of never becoming a blaze; Only too aware it will never be a beacon, never bright enough to scorch, or savage…

I do not wish to miss you,  Yet I miss you with every breath I take,  I do not yearn to reach for you,  Yet your name rests upon my lips, a whispered ache.  The distance between us is an ocean vast,  Its waves break heavy against the shores of my soul,  But when I…

I wish I had a friend, Who never gets tired of me; Who makes sure my laughter never ends, A friend who appreciates the good in me. I wish I had a friend, Who stays by my side when I’m sad. A friend who always comprehends, When my day goes bad. I wish I had…

Like the moon craves the night sky, My being yearns for the embrace of your spirit. Like all the rivers that empty into the sea, And yet the sea is not satiated. We may slip and fall a thousand times, But still, we shall rise. Like the snail that does not travel, Without its shell,…

When the end is near, I’ll crash into flames at your door. You’ll open your fiery gate, wielding your shield. I’ll face you, confessing your arrows have run through me thousands of times. Your wall of ember will lower and you’ll whisper, body ablaze, you intended to cast spears. And we’ll lean in, let our…

I write to you; watching the rising sun like ocean waves drifting effortlessly into your arms. I write to you; watching your eyes perplex like quartz crystals tumbling gently into the coastlines. I write to you; when the world feels too much, pining through tinted window gleams  as our mornings grow distant. This was written…

Dear gentle reader, I wished it could be him and me. I longed for him to say, ‘her and me.’ But it was always him and her Never him and me. There was always a ‘her Even if she was not here I could always see her through him Through his eyes The one I…

Autumn leaves, falling slowly on the ground Reminiscing back to the memories of summer, I found I remember basking in the heat as I feel the cold embrace of the wind on my face Funny how the weather changes quickly I remember the fun times and how we laughed together, as I feel the loneliness…

McDonald’s after school became Saturday nights at restaurants. Sleepovers became vacations together. Crying over boys became crying over life. Seeing each other every day became seeing each other once a week. Discussing homework became discussing work. We grew up together, girls becoming women, with everything changing, yet still remaining the same. This was written by…

As I walk down the street, Trying to remain inconspicuous, Weaving in and out, Dodging the mobility scooter. As I stroll down the road, Slowly shuffling behind the elderly, Or a couple holding hands, Catching speed and passing them by, Zooming off into the distance. This was written by our contributing writer, Lyndsey Richards.