unforgiving choice

great stuff … your stuff is exciting to read

Joshua this is amazing. Wow!

thank you jonocarrick ! this one was very intense for me, it just spewed out of me as it is and i read it in tears i couldnt believe it. scary stuff hey! very sad but also beautiful somehow?
peace mate josh

this is beautiful and urgent and raw.

Your talent seems effortless. I really enjoy your style.

Are you me? I’ve lived this also…

i like the rawness of this .. the honest intensity ..

This is really awesome mate. Grats for being featured out of all the writing on redbubble. The way you write is really raw and honest. You are so special.

Wow, very deep, and thought out!!

Joshua…very intense…raw emotion. well done!

thankyou so very much kimangeline i wrote this from my heart and not my head
so it felt special to me
glad you liked it thanks for reading
peace josh

Really great stuff Josh, keep on writing…

This hits home with it’s reality. Well done, thank you for sharing.

What a terrible, lonely image you paint … but oh how beautifully you do it.

i adore this! stirs up a lot of emotion in me

Beautiful writing,Thank you

a huge congratulations is in order for having this featured in the featured writing section.

Soooo Intense…and moving…I hate to think what brought you to these emotions,,,but applaud that you are able to pen them down…

thankyou very much loramae, yes alot of depth here
thanks for reading
peace josh

very moving, so much raw emotion…
no wonder this was featured.

Wow!!
This is so intense and full of TRUE feeling!!
Flawless!!

quality! raw to the bone! ;o)

great stuff…...it’s like a reflection of what i like to call “my other life”, of which past but seldom forgotten. You’ve a rare talent.

Well this might sound a bit messed up but you didn’t write about Sinatra, did you?

Very raw indeed….......cuts the paper….a story told in few words that makes you feel…

thankyou beautiful person , i love this comment alot
peace and love

Am I your mum
are you me?

The way this moves is very intriguing. It’s short and to the point, sort of makes the emotions… sway. You know?

reading this i am struck by how easily we can trade up from feeling pain to dissolving it momentarily in fits of anger…i have always been able to do that and it has been just as bad for me as booze or any other addiction….this is a fantastic poem joshua and i hope you are not still feeling this way….=)

thankyou for your heartfelt comment i am glad you felt my words.
and thank god i dont still feel like this..
thankyou for your comment peace

There is beauty in raw emotion and vomit. More so than in the obvious, and this is beautiful. It’s lonely and angry and really very touching. Love it. x

thankyou loulou6 im happy you liked this, it was amazing how these words came out from inside me,
honestly, kind of like vomit, i felt better instantly…
thanks again, josh

wow this hurts to read ( i mean that in a good way :), you convey emotions without going overboard with your words..its beautiful

Well written poem about yet another loser on our streets feeling sorry for themselves and the mistakes they make. Just what we don’t need! Still it does sum up the “I’m hard done by” idiots who cause all the violence outside my flat every Friday and Saturday night.

ii Like ii Like.
=)

I’ve had to sit with your poem for a while to let myself absorb it. It raised grief in me and fear and I so feel what you wrote. The beauty comes through in how you crafted so much with so few words. They all just seem to be like a simple carving, with few strokes in just the right places. I applaud you and weep.

wow..i like how you express yourself..well done!

magnificent and strong…thanks for sharing.

that was deep. it was excellent, great job.

Great poem!!! Beautiful writing!!! :)

thankyou for your kind words
peace

this is rugged and raw and beautiful. i like your style :) it flows well.

A little tooo self indulgent for my tastes I would have liked to have seen some fresh optimistic air in dose words ,,,, but hey if you got something off your back,,,, thats ok ,,,,,

quality writing tho….

thanks dude
maybe there is nothing optimistic for some of us?
at times but to write from the heart, when your dying whats there to be optimistic about?
thanks for your comment
peace

Powerful stuff- it did bring out the parent/ social worker/ too gooder out in me to somehow rescue the character from Sydney and say “Go Home to your mother”. Life is too complex for simple solutions

this is really intense i love it.
=]
xo

benzo you are talented write more brother

yes he has a mother and some say she is crazy I say get fuct crazy is as crazy does I wasnt living in a park I was living in an ovapriced unit with jak shit 4 support bcoz I come from one of those fake as shit ‘look how happy we are dont look too close u may see the dysfunction type of families” I was occupying our local park in Byron Bay everyday to wrestle it bak for the children of BBay who have been treated disgracefully with our duty of care responsibility, still no skate park in bbay after 18 yrs of lobbying. (Josh was a world class skata) I did this in desperation afta years of community work to try and improve this lawless drug n alcahol pit that continues to ignore our l ocal and long suffering community. esp the young of which is a 1/4 of this shire.

I shut my gob for 3 1/2 months fighting off judgement, GOSSIP,corrupt cops, my blood family I estranged myself from months b4 who being the control freaks that they are couldnt cope with and harrased mental health and wrote to the police about my drug taking etc (my drug of choice pot) I survived a machete, syringes, broken glass, a lazy negligent council, drunks, real crazies, meth fools, cowards, women bashers and yuppie takers peddling a legal drug booze NOT my drug of choice for obvious reasons, two booze addict husbands and an alchy son tends to turn one off. Also booze is like a religion in this stink hole with tourists trashing our community continuously and drunken sexual predation a constant threat to our young girls.

I knew it would take a while and finally after blocking my emo retarded family; too little too late, support 4 my unwell son since Josh and his bro were unfathered unsupported teens, only judged by my ex family. the local cops and the community and even the homeless could see and feel the peace and clean up of the pathetic 2 acres we call a town rectangle. I was in a hurry to change the energy b4 yet another summer of abuse, rape, ciggy butts and disrespect unloads itself on the exhausted un housed local population. Also I knew Josh was going and I wanted to be able to show him wat could be achieved if we all just cared a little more. too late 4 Josh and all of us whom love him but not 4 my grandkids and my bloved nieces and nephews (no blood).

As Josh was in Melb and I knew booze was going to claim him finally I felt I had nothing to lose and it was a lesson in judgement dont say wat u r doin just do it and let them knock themselves out with their gossip. Josh passed just as the cops and mental health got it that Im NOT insane just damaged.

Oh well the park is nice n clean and the council are curiously concerned with attending to the little park where my babies grew up in.

I love my son and have since his inception he was both my salvation and my crushing but he is safe and at peace now with my dead muthas and friends. He liked to pretend he was mothaless but truth is if he nothing else he always had a mama whom loved his fabulously flawed and unique self and always will thing is NO ONe got me like him altho it was a combative relationship from the get go. When there is no caring relatives NO REAL GET UR HANDS DIRTY in the emotional work (the HARD work) wen u afta begging for help with them go ignored and u know u have to go it alone u tend to feel a bit ripped off.

fuk all youall who judged me and my kid walk a mile in someone elses shoes and then JUDGE if u must.

I love and miss u son ALWAYS UR mama xxx

fuk u booze n tourettes, depression and anxiety medications fuk u too Josh for hurting so many of us…wish I could stop loving u.