Grand designs
Maybe my path
will see lighter days,
right now I’ve got to make light
in the most creative ways,
so I’ll grab my brush
with bright colours I’ll paint,
a world that is mine
And in that world I’ll play.
Wednesday 28th November 2018 9:06 pm
Ache
He was her friend, and she said goodbye to him.
Though she didn’t see him often, when she did see him
the goodbye was so powerful it still lingered in the air she breathed
her heart ached for the friend she used to know
Saturday 17th November 2018 5:14 pm
Miss memory
Miss memory,
Can you remember me?
And if you like
we can catch up,
Have a cup of tea,
I’ve been missing the way things used to be,
A glass of wine
And we’ve lost the time,
Why don’t you stay the night?
Grab a blanket,
Finish the bottle,
We can worry about it tomorrow
Miss memory
Please stay and play,
We can turn hours
into days
And days i...
Monday 12th November 2018 12:18 pm
I feel
I feel pride
And I feel proud
But feel fear
And I feel loud
I feel hairs
Beneath my breath
And I feel scared
Of life and death
I feel anger
And I feel free
I feel pain
Beneath my feet
And I feel dark
And so alone
There’s no light
When no one’s home
But I feel loved
In so much hate
When I disappear
I disintegrate
...Wednesday 7th November 2018 10:07 am
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