If pain could turn into smokeThe sky would go outThe sun would lose its charmWithout light to guide usIf pain could turn into smokeThe blue would fadeAll life would turn to embersIn this thirst to cryGray returnsThe world spinsThe...

Kate padded barefoot into the lounge, adorable in his too-big jumper and jogging bottoms. Alex was sitting behind the coffee table in the centre of the curl around sofa. Set out on the table was a veritable feast compared...

They were climbers. He had already reached the pinnacle of wealth. She had yet to climb. But she showed a desire, a hunger to succeed, an inner steel and resilience, to get whatever she needed. Alex needed a girl: somebody...

Imagine you were in a picture gray Drifting into space within a songWith no words to leave a sirenAnd no sound to match a drum A choir lost to sing Tunes that fade to whiteIn frames passingLost in time Going Gone