A sweet day in September.
I wore a white, princess dress.
Our future seemed bright,
It had to be true love.
It carried on into the night.

You left me.
Broken.
I no longer have anything left to
When times were tough,
you were rough.

Place no more of those restraints
Those thoughts of people, of place
Do not go into hiding from anywher
Distance yourself from those restr
Go off and frolic with the freedom

Lost and alone.
Lonely and misplaced.
Which way is the right way?
Which move is the best move?
What words should I say?

When we feel numb
or isolated from ourselves.
Like we do not belong to this worl
or perhaps distant from life itsel
It rains upon the earth,

My life is like a circus.
My mind is full of mayhem.
Too much going on.
Too many already gone.
 

The fear.
The hurt.
The pain.
The swelling of the heart.
The daunting silence.

If I am happy with what I do, why
I may like labels and pretty thing
I may enjoy travelling to a farawa
You choose to remain in your const
Please tell me who is going to was

So many years.
I had patiently waited.
For what seemed impossible.
So many tears were shed.
My life had been consumed,

The thoughts. The daze.
The dream like state.
Those exciting warm feelings
My head is full of fuzziness.
Feelings that have been locked awa

Little sparkle,
how you are sure to shine!
And when you are here,
your mummy can have some wine!
A beautiful healthy princess,

Scared of pain and fearful of hurt
My dreams have been burnt and ever
My hopes for our future destroyed
In that small room, a million piec
Then you went and you closed its d

It was going to be a date.
Our second proper date.
As I got into my car,
I realised I was going to be late
My thoughts were already scattered

To see it all
To see everything
To get away from this rut
To go and explore
To see how others live

Always waiting.
In the past.
Always waiting.
Waiting for something.
Anything.

The Sunday blues
A normal life
What can be done
To have the life
Of the dreams I’ve had

What is your purpose in life?
What is it that you are going to d
They tell you to plan it. They t
Society has dictated these illusio
Of what should happen and when it

It’s not you, it’s me.
Cliché, but true.
I need to leave you be.
I think you were sweet,
I think you were a treat.

The light that is lit
shines through your eyes
When something sparks
that soul of yours
nourish it with what it desires

Christmas Day
Last year
The news of your pending arrival
Was joyous to share.
All dreams were soon lost come Ja

What have I done to you, to make
Why did you let me down?
Why have you left me broken?
There is obviously nothing you wan
All I am left to do, is try to ma

This day I have been waiting for,
and it is true that I could not as
It is something I did not imagine
There were so many other plans tha
But even plans you look forward to

panic sets in
retreat! retreat!
i repeat,
retreat!
as a spark is igniting

You say hello.
It begins with a polite exchange.
We chat for an hour, and I refuse
Maybe this one is different? Mayb
I reveal some secrets and some hid

Show me the way
Show me to you
How do I get there?
To be with the real you?
I want you in your entirety.