Dear Todd

After 31 years I was able to visit the place you said your last words, thought your last thoughts. The place where your eyes saw the last thing they would ever see, the place where you heard your last sound, the place you smelt your last smell, the place you felt the last thing you touched. The awful place you took your final breath, alone, without us around to comfort you, protect you, and love you and to say goodbye.

I went to finally lay some flowers and say my proper goodbyes, for 31 years I have driven past that place wondering if your soul was trapped within those 4 walls. Now that they are tearing it down, I can wonder no more, you have been finally set free.

Fly with all your might mate.

You deserve to be free.

My love for you will never die.

Love Always

Kane xxx



Fills the thick air between us

There’s something no one wants to say

But it’s on the tips of everyone’s tongues

That desire to escape, plagues us one by one


My grandmother felt it, lying in wait for years

In excruciating pain

Hating God for his lack of empathy

She wanted a way out

Because she believed there was nothing left for her here


My brother felt it, he tied it up into a neat package

Full of smoke, and alcohol, and psychedelia

The patterns on his walls spoke to him

And asked him to ponder the question

Of whether he was worth this world


My mother felt it, her life broken apart suddenly

By death, by divorce, by loneliness

The urges crept into her bedroom

As she lay awake during twilight hours

Asking herself if there was another way to get rid of the aches in her heart


I felt it, because I never believed I was worthy

Through trauma, through silent neglect

The thought pierced my mind as a child, as a teenager, as an adult

And I shouldn’t even be here

But somehow, I survived that visit to the whitewashed hospital walls

I woke up and walked out alone onto a horizon that I had to build myself

And now, a global pandemic made me realise that there is something to live for

Yet that is still hard to cling to

Because what is the truth may not be a part of my narrative

Until I re-write the whole darn thing

From page 1 to now


Yet, no one speaks in my family

Stillness settles like dust on bookshelves full of old classics

And space and time separate us

I lie awake in the future, wanting to be able to articulate

The things I’ve learned that keep me safe

Yet, they too, feel like heavy weights keeping me down

And I try to knock, but the doors are empty

The hollow sound of my fist echoes back

I’m ready to speak, but no one is there to receive my news


So we stay alone, connected by a thread of past, current, and future anxieties

We have stories to tell and serious things to say

Yet shame and stigma pervade every crevice of conversation

And I fear for those who don’t even have a name for this

How can they speak? When I am only just learning how to open my mouth


The only thing I can say

Is that the shame of suicide may feel real

But until you shatter the glass that keeps you locked inside

You’ll always believe that you’re the only one feeling ashamed

When in fact it could be anyone around you

Also living that daily battle to put one foot out of bed, then the other


Be brave and speak up

Be brave and listen

And if it’s too difficult to be brave at the moment

That’s ok too

Be patient with yourself instead, and let the words come when they are ready


They will arrive eventually

And you will find that being open to what you may learn and what you may give

Is just enough for today

And the next day

Roses in the Ocean

my heart holds you

just one beat away

the tears in my soul

fall quietly every day


did this really happen

or are you just away?

will you walk through my door?

will you call me one day?


your pain was so intense

we shared more than most

the privilege of your love and trust

came at such an unbearable cost


stay close, watch over me

from so many stars apart

roses in the ocean…

you forever in my heart


my thoughts as I wake

through the day and when I sleep

are of you, my magnificent brother

for who my love runs deep


if there is one thing I could change

it would be that fateful time

I would be there for you, as always

holding on to you for life


somehow, some way

I wish with all my might

you find a way to tell me

you forgive, that you’re alright


stay close, watch over me

from so many stars apart

roses in the ocean…

you forever in my heart


Love from Brony November 2009