Thanatophobia

Some thoughts about a fear that I have.

Never Know – POEM

┬áThere was a genuine fear Of the unknown He pushed with one hand And held tight with the other Afraid to miss out Too scared to give in He wanted answers That no one could give He wanted promises Where none could be made She kissed the hand That held on Opened up his fingers... Continue Reading →

London, My Dear London!

It's one of the hardest things to watch someone you love hurting. Especially when you know that there's really not much you can do to make it go away, except for being there and trying to ease the pain. When the news hit Oslo about the London Bridge terror, I was out having a few... Continue Reading →

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