permeates my skin
holding my life
within your grace
The beating of your heart
resonates within me
a rhythm of life
that you bestow
Within Your breath
I am breathing
I would never be
So I take from you
what you are giving.
My life,My birth
Tuesday 26th September 2017 7:09 am
no man should know
no child should hear:
to be spared.
as he sat with his sons at home
and struggled to find
she will never return to us
she is too ill
In a time when she was strong
as her body weake...
Wednesday 20th September 2017 3:36 pm
And I want to be a better man to you mum.. .
But you just don't agree with the things I have done, while I don't agree with having
to be socially accepted I need to conform, but you don't understand.
I live for myself in a flurried world.
Where being myself is such a crime and I can't imagine myself alive, at the thought of cheating my own mind...
It breaks me apart!...
Saturday 2nd September 2017 8:40 pm
Note: there is some strong language in this. it's not too bad. it's not too excessive, either. one word in here twice, i think. and if you're wondering, yes, the colors mean something. and yes, im genuinely asking a question to you, the reader. and to the person this is about. but i pray he never reads or finds this. anyway, enjoy.
Am I selfish for wanting another hug?
I handed you the...
Sunday 23rd April 2017 4:54 pm
Scoliosis – Abnormal lateral curvature of the spine – From the Greek Skolios
The angel used to dance high above
from down here
I gleefully watched her run rings
around the Cirrus and Nimbostratus
through long daylight and short moonlight
only touching the soil with her feet to make sure we were still safe and warm
Watching her stumble was an unnerving sight
the snag of a razor thin wi...
Friday 24th March 2017 11:41 pm
two years before
unable to fight anymore
they gave up their tiny breath
she never spoke of them
in anything but love and memory
of what could have
should have been
at what came after
they had names for th...
Wednesday 22nd February 2017 5:01 pm
Gave Me Up To Tears
"And all my mother came into mine eyes
And gave me up to tears."
— William Shakespeare, Henry V
The air tastes of mashed potatoes
When she looks into your eyes
And you look back at the fear and hurt
And she says she’s sorry for dragging you here
And you tell her it’s nothing
Even though you were complaining
That very same thing on the drive h...
Sunday 29th January 2017 9:35 pm
He left behind his broken wife and his scared son
He left us cold, all alone with no one
The vows, they meant nothing
The promises, broken
I just wish we meant something
More than just empty words spoken
I cried for days at a time
My young son wiped every tear
Leaving us was a crime
And now, it's been 1 year
Sunday 1st January 2017 11:32 pm