As you might be aware by now, I’m working on my last book. While doing so, I decided to look at some of my older scribbles. My style has changed somewhat over the years, and as such I’ve tried to improve on the originals.

So without further ado:

Solutions, 50yr special reserve edition.

One for the road, “I’ll have just one more”.
An excuse I’ve perfected to help numb my core.
Each dram is a promise to drown out the pain;
But deep down inside, I know it’s in vain.

I blame all the stress, all the weight on my shoulders,
On a long day’s work, crushing me like a boulder.
Yet truth be told, it’s an escape I’m seeking,
From the demons within, that I dare not speak of.

One for the road – I’ll forget the past.
And silence the voices; avoid their backblast.
I’ll raise up my glass, though it won’t make things right…
I know my excuses won’t bring back the light.

Words and Illustrations (c)BobChristian

I had a little free time before work today, so I scribbled a few lines.

To Mrs Bob

From darkest night, my love, fear not,
For I am here, your unwavering support.
No matter how rough the road may be,
I’ve got your back, forever, endlessly.

When nightmares haunt your peaceful sleep,
I’ll be there, my love, your solace to keep.
With arms wide open, I’ll chase them away,
For in your dreams, my love, I’ll always stay.

B.W.C

Words and images (c)BobChristian