(2013)
The Sunday blues A normal life What can be done To have the life Of the dreams I’ve had
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.
Christmas Day Last year The news of your pending arrival Was joyous to share. All dreams were soon lost come Ja…
The light that is lit shines through your eyes When something sparks that soul of yours nourish it with what it desires
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…
What is it that you are going to do with this one gift that you have been given? With the journey of your life? They tell you to plan it. They tell you to focus. They tell you to bec...
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…
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,
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.
You left me. Broken. I no longer have anything left to… When times were tough, you were rough.
So many years. I had patiently waited. For what seemed impossible. So many tears were shed. My life had been consumed,
To see it all To see everything To get away from this rut To go and explore To see how others live
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…
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…
The fear. The hurt. The pain. The swelling of the heart. The daunting silence.