Category Archives: writing

Invisible…

                                                           

I am there, but you don’t see me.

You do not see the pain in my eyes, or feel my loneliness when I am ignored.

I am invisible to you…

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There is always ‘Hope’…

When the last of the inhabitants had been chased out of the town nature began its hostile takeover. It was brutal in its reclamation of the land and its tendrils spread mercilessly through the abandoned buildings.

In, what had once been the town’s library, the trees wept for the many who had been sacrificed in the name of literature and knowledge, their tears dampened the earth below and encouraged ‘hope’ to grow…

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I don’t normally write fiction like this as I’m not an activist of any kind or a reader of dystopian fiction, but when I saw this photo on the internet I thought it ironic that trees should be growing I amongst the books, so this was my take on it… I hope you enjoy it…