One day I'll be gone
Only a fading memory to a few
Curling old pictures etching out the past
One day

Some will remember a smile
A funny walk
Hairy ears and brows in curlers
One day

You'll pick up the phone
Call me
Remember I'm no longer here
One day

So let's make the most
Do the hugs
Eat the cake cos
One day

Feeling rejected
Too stunned to even cry
My mouth parched and dry
Things that once were meaningful,
now matter not.
They are only clouds that hide the sun
A storm of doubt where once there was none.
I've experienced it second hand.
Looking on as some poor soul was it's victim.
Feeling some of their pain but it's nothing like first hand.
I fear tomorrow's anger.

Starfish, starfish
in the sea,
can you see
the things I see?

Little waves may
come and go,
but happier days
I'll never know.

Look, look—
a feathered friend
bends its neck
and lifts its head,

flies away
across the sea—
it sees much more
than I see.

These days I feel like a broken Rubik's cube — all twists, unending chaos.

Usually we’re the ones lost.  
To get back on track we must:
Admit that we are.

We’re an exploded star.
Turning into stardust
People are so far—
100 million years light.
They still see us shine.
Not even we see our fight.

It takes courage
to admit the fall
For people used
to resist it all.

You’re not weak for falling,
You’re weak for not recognizing you’ve fallen.

Oh star, you’re growing dim.
But little is that a sin.
Lost the battle, not the war.
Rest today, and then you’ll soar.