Tom Stroud : Writing

Stain

Stain

A Poem by Tom Stroud


I am definitely quite glad that the stain is gone, it was pretty f*****g gross.
25 (bleak)

25 (bleak)

A Poem by Tom Stroud


Whilst 25 caused my birth, it caused many deaths. I also have it tattooed on me. This poem was a lot darker/desperate/lame as f**k before editing.
Nox

Nox

A Poem by Tom Stroud


It has reached that part of the night where nothing is real.Time doesn't matter. Shadows creep and curl, and the house moans with me.It reaches this s..
Cork

Cork

A Poem by Tom Stroud


An emotional stopper, an emotional advance.Why fill yourself full of false thoughts, strong ones too.There's no feeling like being alone, safe in your..