I was watching Torchwood, Children of Earth and this popped into my head. What Jack was thinking when Ianto was asking for answers and when Ianto was dying.

Sometimes sleep brings no relief. Oh, sure it might rejuvenate the body and give rest to my aching eyes. But it's my mind that finds no respite. Sleep and I have never been friends. Every now and then...

Do you ever wish you could forget someone? Just go back and erase all they've ever given you? Take away all the pain and anger and all the joy? Be the same person I am, just without you? Without all t...

Loneliness. True loneliness is a hard thing to describe, especially to one who has never felt it before. How do you explain how you can feel alone, isolated, even with a crowd of people around you? I...

Running, chasing sprinting Tossing, turning, endless searching

Drifting, swirling, like the wind in a winter storm. Cold like the ice outside and within.

Tick, tick, tick. Hear the seconds ticking by. Tock, tock, tock. See the minutes speeding by.

For a heart so young to bore so many scars is an unnatural thing. We all owe so many scars at the end of our days, but it seems I've gained an unfair and painful head start. I'm sorry to say that the ...