Friday, 8 July 2011


I wrote this when I was in high school, quite a while ago. I was going through my old school books when I found it on some lined paper in my maths book, surrounded by pen-drawn intertwining flowers. The writing style isn't amazing, but what can I say, once a dreamer always a dreamer.

I let my head tip back,
And I close my eyes in silence.
I breathe the thick air of the bustling class room.
I hear the drone of the teacher,
the chattering of students,
the clashing of church bells.
I let it fade.
Until I breathe the essence of the forest, it's wild flowers and dew drops.
Until I hear the song of birds,
the wind caressing the trees, the hum of indifferent life.
This is where I long to be,
but I cannot.
For the human race has a hunger and expectation for success.
Fast, greedy, ignorant.
This realisation terminates my escape and tears me back to reality.

- Georgia MacLeod


Burlesque dancer, Zorita, taking her pet snake for a walk. As you do.

Journal Extract

It felt like an inescapable weight in my chest.
Pressing down on my heart.
Pushing down on my spirit.
Oh, how I long for it to fade,
like the fog on a winters morning.
But instead it fills me,
that black sticky mess.
Until it engulfs my very being 
Destroying my will.
Annihilating my soul.
Obliterating my heart.

- Georgia MacLeod

Tuesday, 5 July 2011


Is my heart fickle... or afraid?
Do I deny my feelings and ignore them?
Or are they completely non existent?
Is it that I do not want them, 
and do not want related commitments?
Or is it simply a lack of acceptance,  ignorance, and simply will not hear them?
Perhaps, deep down, it is that I merely just fear them.

-Georgia MacLeod

Friday, 1 July 2011


Sorry if my posts seem kind of depressive/sad. It's just that when I write, I normally write when I'm emotional and upset because it's a vent for me. Therefore a significant amount of what I write is depressive/sad. I need to start writing when I am happy as well, just to give myself more of a variety and range of writing and not come across as so "emo" in my blog hehe :) I don't want to be one of those sad people with sad hollow thoughts, because deep down I'm not like that at all, I want to be one of those people with an ethereal light that emanates from within and be full of wondrous life.
Fact of the matter is : LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL.

Love, Georgia.