Certificate 12

This is a true story, it happened to me in the fifties. I've written the situation from my perspective then, and from how a young girl of today would probably handle the same set of circumstances.

Without love in a marriage, problems cannot be solved .

Road to Ruin (9th October 2008,12.25pm)

(two lines taken from SOiL’s ‘Road to Ruin’)

I shield my eyes as the sun sighs down
in despair; she lowers her gaze from

Venting my spleen at writer's block

The car is a volcano of smoke. Matt hands me the spliff and turns onto the high street. Streetlights pass above us like fireflies. The tip is moist but I inhale deeply.

You take your average severed finger, place it inside a convenience salad box, wrapped up in a bed of shredded lettuce leaves for company. You send it on its way.

Written in Raspberry Yoghurt Stanzas

A poem written after loosing a friend from a tragic accident.
RIP Natalie, Sept 2008

Whilst I sit in dreaminess bliss;
I see his sweet pleasurable face.
Maybe I feel guilt for a slit pasture of time,
but O' my heart can not look back , for you.
That would hurt to much.

Tell Bukowski to jerk off

When the wiring
of the brain
unravels in this way,
like a ball of yarn;
there can be no lonelier
place on earth;
than your own malicious mind,
teasing out its own

Inspiration point- 01/10/08, 1:33am- happy marriage, or not? This one’s up to you.

When Jake and Spud go missing while BMX'ing in the fields outside town, Ryan comes face to face with a creature straight out of a fairy tale.

Thinks she's going half crazy ...

Give me half a chance
and I will break your heart in two,
tearing tiny paper pieces
ike confetti in the sky,
that scatter in the slow-spun drift
of a single afternoon,

James Dewees//My Chemical Romance//OC

She'd never been attracted to him sexually.

Looking out the window,
There's nothing but dirt,
Trying to understand,
The girls in high skirts.

I try to start thinking,
But it just makes me cry,
How can i do this?
Tonight i will die.

About someone who just cant let go.

He slept fitfully; her whispers taunted him all night.

This is a first draft and the first story I have completed in a long time, comments and thoughts appreciated