Wednesday, November 30, 2016

One To All

If i could write one thing that had meaning
And if just one single person took the time
So from that one, who may turn to another
Telling this dream that had started as mine
Maybe the words of another could go further
All that it takes is someone to listen in
Spreading the love that had come from stranger
Then peace may at last soon begin
And from a thought, we could all come together
We could be one, and isn't that hard to do
All that it takes, is a friend and believer
And that could be them. That could be us. That could be me... And you

Sunday, November 27, 2016

Lucy's Breakdown

A woman by the name of Lucy looked within the mirror, that was cracked from many punches from her scarred and shaking fist.
The cracks themselves reminded her of arteries that she had sought, but somehow every razor cut had gone astray and missed.
She gazed into her eyes and it had come as no surprise, to find mascara trails that smudged her face from bitter fallen tears.
And once again she stood there, with another coming breakdown. And this mirror was the only place where she could face her fears.
A smiled came from nowhere, and it brought with it an overwhelming urge to fall apart and let the darkness in again.
Lucy held her head in hands, but nothing now could stop her as she felt herself disintegrate within her world of pain.

Sunday, November 20, 2016


My fingertips upon your neck will let you know I'm here
Bringing only comfort and a sign to never fear
Whenever you might call me I shall not be far away
As I will be beside you through the night and through the day 

One Little Blow

I feel so tired I just want to die
Close shut my eyes... Not a word of goodbye
Just drift away quietly, let everything go
Like dandelion fairies with one little blow

The light that I had it now struggles to shine
And darkness appears in the eyes that are mine
This flickering candle shall snuff out its glow
And my life will be over with one little blow  


When my body works no more
Please say a little prayer for me
Then up the window wide
And set my spirit free 

Spirit Woman

I placed myself in front of her...
And looked at her and fell in love as I had done a million times for sure
I watched her as she sat... and I was mesmerised 
But then again...
So scared to see another side that I'd not seen before
She slipped into a calming trance
No drug fuelled beat or need to dance 
Just supple change in structure bringing spirit to her face
Contortion overwhelming, now a stranger sat before me 
Where the woman I adore had been within that very place
His breathing from her lips rolled deep
He'd woken from his passing sleep
His door had been unlocked and she had been the spirits key
I asked her "Please come back" and soon she opened up her eyes
Before returning to the woman who had proved herself to me 

Saturday, November 5, 2016

The Scapegoat

I came here as a healer, yet you wouldn't let me heal
I had a hope of teaching you a different way to feel
You never understood me 
So you didn't understand 
That my coming here was something that was planned 

If only you had listened, when I asked you "Follow me"
In places you were lost, you could have never been more free
And when the darkness gathered
You were left there all alone
My coming here was meant to bring you home

And even now I've passed away, and time has passed you by
You never wondered who I was, or why I had to die!
Although I never mattered
I was always standing near
And if you choose to find me... I am here!