The Dark

I feel like I'm here in the dark and you're somewhere bright and airy with my light switch...but you won't light up my room.

Moving Moments

"Nothing can ever be that funny," my boy remarks under his breath.  In the continuous flow of people walking by, one woman's howl at humour carries over the monotonous hum of the public's  conversations.

42 Days Of Summer

Seasons like this.

As the weather shifts from gloomy grey skies and dark afternoons, to long days and clear skies, it is blatantly obvious how everyone's mood switches to the epitome of happiness.  No one is exempt.

I'm all shades of black and white.

Although the Winter season is over, and the weather is less hormonal (debatable), the sun shines (sometimes), but still my despair lingers.  

The Descent of the Darkness

I am not myself. I am not currently who I thought I was.  I am evolving through a darkness.

The Window

Photography by Andrew Harris
Instagram- @blastpeed

I think humans get to an age where whoever they have been all their life, is what they will remain as. Some people will never change. That is something I have found hard to accept.