Wendy

Craving an interesting conversation,
No necessary need for seriousness.
Just something to make the mind tick again,
Fuel the cogs inside my head...
For at least a little while?


Exchange thoughts,
What if's and maybe's.
Just to spin that merry-go-round inside my head,
I used to call my imagination.


Is this the result of growing up?
Things turn from colour to grey.
Repetitive Monotony.
Take me back to Never Never Land.


Or is it just my surroundings?
Sticking out like the first bluebell in spring,
Grown before it's fellow seeds.
Struggling to fit in,
And just connect?

FYI:

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Work in progress...

Tire Swing

Cause I like to be gone most of the time,
And you like to be home most of the time.
If I stay in one place I lose my mind,
I’m a pretty impossible lady to be with...

Inspirational

Charity Brief

For our last brief of second year (scary times!) We were set the task of re-designing the identity of a charity. I chose Alzheimer's disease, no personal reason, just thought it would be an interesting charity to look at and brand!

Here's my logo;



Feedback folks! :)

What's the point

Time for a moan...

Sat here thinking, yet again, what's the point? What's the point in getting this degree. It's just an expensive detour and a stressful one at that. I'm not even enjoying what I'm doing anymore. The strain of constantly going back and forth to projects because they're simply not finished due to crazy deadlines, just drains me of any enthusiasm and passion for the subject I used to love so much.

Watching programmes about graduates struggling to get jobs because;
They're over qualified,
Need own transport,
Or have no experience in the field.

Just feel as though theres no light at the end of the tunnel right now. Like I'm digging a deeper hole that I can't get out of. Pfft, I'm going to end up in a dead end job, some receptionist. Answering phone calls and booking meetings and making coffees for employees who have MY dream job. That or get myself into even more debt by completing a PGCE and ending up living and breathing kids.

Stressful, depressing times.

Choked...

Chest heavy with problems,
Feels tight.
Hard to breathe almost.
Sudden rapid heart beats,
But not the exciting flutters.
The type that actually stop you,
Dead in your tracks.

Stop.
Sit down.
Breathe slowly...

Head feels dizzy,
As though it's floating away.
I'm loosing it.
Throat dry and sore,
No drink will quench it's thirst.
What's happening?

Numb

Waking up feels okay.
The first few seconds,
You've forgotten.
Then it all comes crashing back,
And so the fight begins.
To hold it all back,
Away from prying eyes.
Forcing your mind to think,
Of other things.
Anything but what has happened.
But you can't,
It stabs you like a rusty dagger,
Twisting your insides.
Until tears stream down your face.
You loose it for a minute or so.
Then compose...
Only to be stuck with that lump,
In the back of your throat.
You swallow and swallow,
But it won't move.
Just like the expression upon your face.
Frozen
From that moment when he said.
"we should end it"
Numbness fills your body,
Head a mess with denial,
sadness, guilt.
It was all your fault...

Maybe tomorrow...

Procrastination,
A horrid thing.
Brought on by
Self depreciation.
Lack of worth,
No drive.
Excuses, white lies;
A vicious circle.
I can't escape,
I'm trapped.

All that I know is I'm falling...

Head feels heavy with thoughts
Silly ideas that have crept in there.
Along side the usual worries
Of work,
Succeeding,
Body image,
Money.
No point pondering
Over foolish anxieties.
Time to skip to it
And take control...

Monday (am)

The ring of my 6.30 alarm clock
Rings viciously in my ear
Beckoning me out of my feathery abode
A slither of white light
Pierces the heavy curtains
Into the comforting darkness of my room
Another day springs itself upon me
Weary and not so sure
If I can cope with the pressures
and stresses of the next 24hours
Then from the window
A birds song I hear
Churpy and full of joy
This persuading me from my
Spongey hideout
To bare my sleepy face
To a beautiful, bright morning.
It's warmth corresses my skin
Gently waking me
To realise
Things aren't so bad
and the day ahead
Isn't an enemy to hide from
But a fresh start to make the most of
I feel... happy
:)

The Storm

Rhythmic tapping induces my sleep
My eyes close
Yet the unearthly howls awaken me
Urging me to burrow my head
Deep among the softness of my bedding
Imagining the warmth of another
Holding me close
Watching over me
Caring and soothing me
Until the cracking noise
Of a trees tormented branches
Falls in the wind with a thud
Leaving me unsettled once more
I need you...

A Perfect Day...

Another capital down,
Where to next ...
:)

Forever is a long time...

It's amazing how much feeling can still be there,
Almost oblivious to what happened.
But when you were by their side for so long,
The thought of being alone is pretty daunting.
Feels strange, lonely, new.

One minute you're feeling rather blue,
Given up...

But giving it time helps,
A familiar, yet much stronger feeling emerges.
Someone new,
That feeling of ecstasy.
Heart fluttering moments
Each one stronger than the last.

How I've missed this feeling...

Take me somewhere I can breathe...

Pure shores,
Sparkling blue waters...
Luscious greenery of Islands
Only a boat ride away.

Cocktails on tap,
book in hand.
Lay back relax
...splash!

Into the pool,
Soaks your sun drenched skin.
Head under,
Still...peaceful

Don't worry be happy...

Uni is a no go,
Work is slowly going worse
Motivation...nada
Sat at home feeling sorry for myself in joggers and hoody...no makeup, hair in a messy bun.

Euuughhhh

Anyone for a brew? :)