February 11th 2015: Discontent.

He collected suicides

In a jar of discontent

They all thought him broken

He knew not what they meant

A poem written by Glen Byford, 11.52pm, 11th February 2015

February 9th 2015: full stop.

there is no full stop.

a small dot that signifies the end

this isn't the end

it never is

a poem written by Glen Byford,  February 9th, 8.36pm

January 18th 2015: hesitation.

Hesitation.

It haunts me.

Hangs in the air beside me, an apparition that seldom leaves me.

Holds me, holds me back.

I hesitate.

a poem written by Glen Byford, 11.24pm 18th January 2015

August 5th 2014: a handful of plans

a handful of plans
soon descends into
a lunchbox full of post-it notes

26th July 2014: Yes

Yes

You like to tell the world

You like to tell the world that 

The world is wonderful

Giddy praise 

And 

Boastful ways

Here I am

And

Here I am

And 

Don't you wish

You could

Live my

Life

Here

I

Am

Having

Fun

So

Much

Fun

Don't 

You

Wish

You 

Were

Me

a poem, written by Glen Byford at 1.37am, 26th July 2014

22nd July 2014: future lost

a washing up bowl of murky water,
your numbered days are growing shorter,
senses dulled to the future lost,
for without change you'll pay the cost.

15th July 2014: connecting with nothingness

another half hour spent connecting with nothingness
vapid idling becomes the norm
as we socially destruct

too busy to live
and too connected to try
scrolling into an oblivion
where only our screens are illuminating