Author: John Radford

  • John Radford p.2

    John Radford p.2

    Time   The clock keeps ticking, It’s getting late. It don’t stop, it won’t wait. A minute to an hour, hours into a day. Morning or night, it ticks away. Time rolls on. Time flies, how time flies. You can’t roll back years, or travel through time. You can’t add to yours, by stealing from…

  • John Radford p.1

    John Radford p.1

    Voices I hear voices rattling around in my brain, haunting, and tempting, trying to drive me insane. I don’t want to be fooled by them, filling me with lies again and again. The fear and confusion makes my heart pound like a drum, I’m so worried and frustrated about what may, or may not come.…