Walk free…

minds not at rest wreck peace for all anguish on the table they consume toxicity stored negativity mutes logic they torture themselves and others don’t be an empath don’t feed on sores Cut the chords Walk free…. Walk free…..

There’s every colour

colours floating on canvas a flow gone berserk -no rules -no direction they change with every new contact they make The only unique factor is Me watching a palm that holds life like an outsider who knows inner strife I draw lines through the flow to separate zones tear through the fabric which looks like … More There’s every colour