(2014)
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.
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.
Little sparkle, how you are sure to shine! And when you are here, your mummy can have some wine! A beautiful healthy princess,
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…
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
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…
Lost and alone. Lonely and misplaced. Which way is the right way? Which move is the best move? What words should I say?
panic sets in retreat! retreat! i repeat, retreat! as a spark is igniting
Always waiting. In the past. Always waiting. Waiting for something. Anything.
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…
The Sunday blues A normal life What can be done To have the life Of the dreams I’ve had
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...
The fear. The hurt. The pain. The swelling of the heart. The daunting silence.
My life is like a circus. My mind is full of mayhem. Too much going on. Too many already gone.