mental-health – Page 4 – Paul Andrew Sneddon

Lucky One

I thought I was at the end: the end of time,the end of life,the end of the line. But I was at the beginning.You’ve got to start somewhere.I started here, started again, down by the water, the river. I thought I hallucinated myself on the water of the Clyde,on a raft, going into the city.IContinue reading “Lucky One”

Words

I woke up this morning.My head hurt. The room looked a little…There were wordsall over the floor. Were they resting,or were they broken? Were they mineor were they yours? Words I thought could fix thingsmade them worse. I heard them crying last night,or was that you? Pulling the words closer for comfort.But they slipped away,likeContinue reading “Words”

Last Dance

Part 4 of Rock and Roll is Dead Across the bar, Ami was flicking through her notebook of songs and lyrics, glancing at the empty glass and empty seat opposite her. They would have to play fucking Idlewild at the end of a breakup. Fuck it. It was done. Call me a fucking bitch. Prick.Continue reading “Last Dance”

The Edge of the Volcano

Sometimes I feel like I’m standing on the edge of a volcano. The silence of the night. Weighs you down. Sometimes it makes it hard to breathe. I felt like if you whispered then the whole world would hear. But you knew it couldn’t be true. Could it? I watched the cold, steady rain fallContinue reading “The Edge of the Volcano”

Rock and Roll

Part 2 of Rock and Roll is Dead Frankie leaned into the table as Deak said, ‘Rock and Roll is dead.’ “No, it’s not.” “Aye, it is, Frankie.” Deak took a swig of his beer as he watched the barmaid walk by.“Look at the charts. It’s all pop princesses and dance hits.” Frankie snorted. “That’sContinue reading “Rock and Roll”