I wrote this for a PASTA night in Wolverhampton. PASTA is a free monthly event organised by Poets, Prattlers and Pandemonialistsis, it’s an; Open mic night with a difference. Each month we meet at the Arena Theatre and ask people to perform a piece they’ve written on a theme which was chosen at the previous
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Being alone is not the worst. Though loneliness can leave you hurting, wanting, hunting for that moment, which used to be filled, and warm and safe. Missing someone you took for granted, like that herb garden you lovingly planted, only to find by winter it was gone, another thing you had forgotten to maintain. I’ve
New friends are hardNew friends are unfamiliarAnd they bring magic, laughter and life into my heart I overthink so muchI overstep and risk a lossAnd they see past my cluelessness and see I care We bow and bendWe find our way and hugAnd sometimes we smile and laugh and cry and sob I misunderstandI spill