Matthew-James : Writing

The pain.

The pain.

A Poem by Matthew-James


It chases me I run. Hiding in Darkness; swallowed by it Rocking, crying, screaming It remains Running hiding It remains I hate it; I l..
Flower.

Flower.

A Poem by Matthew-James


A flower; Seems more beautiful when it’s alone Stronger when it is the only proof of Survival. A thing of desperation, ..
It's Ways

It's Ways

A Poem by Matthew-James


It seeps in slowly,Like a new tooth; Breaking, tearing ripping The soft pink gum.At first it's white,And just as a cloud;Over its existence manWill st..