

...time to reflect...Life used to be so simple, Smiles used to make eyes wrinkle, Now tears fill the precious streams, The fears in life make insides scream, Louder....time to reflect...
Do I long to love, to hold and feel? Or to disect the life from me?
Old memories make me smile, then fade, And cry. Why can’t I make new memories in days that, Pass by?
Do I want the past to be today? Or today to be the past?
Nothing seems to fit anymore. I am the wrong piece for this puzzle.
I just keep missing, So why keep hitting?


Mother Of MineCan’t you be there for me Mum That’s how it’s meant to be I want to cry on your shoulder Even though I’m older Let the child trapped inside From years of pain that slipped from your lips Die. Whither curl and disappear Don’t let this drag on from yesteryear Shut my feelings out You always did, so scream and shout I’m the verbal punch bag You spit your blows at Funny, your words leave no marks If you cut me open you will see the scars They are there in my heart. Close your eyes and wish me away I know you do, you do everyday I’m the mistMother Of Mine
Tis I
Beach...

Silent ArrangementsSilent ArrangementsSilent Arrangements
Seeking total reparation For the crimes that are perceived Turning away is so easy Facing your sins takes so much more Sitting across the table Talk is small so we avert our eyes Cryptic games are not my forte Never understood the rules
So you tell me I make you feel rough I believe guilt comes from within I tried and tried to clear the air I was never allowed to begin Second guessing my thoughts spill over They sometimes become far too intense Thro it all they fit together Strangely it begins to make sense
bunny sketch
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