In the dark hallway
Is where she stood
covered up by a
white cape and hood
So many directions
which to choose
it doesn't matter
she will always loose
at the start
she would run
testing out every
single one
but one day
she lost heart
as they all lead her
back to the start
so she slumped
into the dust
knowing that she'll
never be good enough
she will never
find the right way
running through tunnels
day after day
but in her heart
she also knew
it was no good
feeling blue
Jan 13, 2020
Jan 13, 2020 at 7:47 PM UTC
The challenges of writing
That are coming to mind
Scale across all subjects
I think that you will find
How to write in sentences
That make sense to me
That make sense to others
With grammar and structurally
I sometime worry about content
If I don’t know the topic well
Because the most important thing
Is not to fail
But then I struggle with time
The little that I know
I make myself so busy
Rushing to and fro
Then I get tired
I run out of steam
I feel like I'm trying
To row up stream
If you write a lot
I know you understand
Whether creative or academic
I'm here to lend a hand
A good method to follow
Is free writing from the mind
Give yourself a few minutes
And see what you find
Write down a few notes
In a method that works for you
You will then see what you know
Its really easy to do
Document your thoughts
That are relevant in their way
Each bit of information
Could be useful in future days
If a structure is what you need
And how you prefer to think
In academic writing remember
Point, evidence, explain and link
In both academic and creative
Being aware is key
Don’t repeat what you have written
Plan carefully
Repetition isn’t good
Unless you link it in
Although creativity allows some leeway
With poetry and creative writing
The best way of
Avoiding all this trouble
Is making sure you plan well
And check it double
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 10:49 AM UTC
This is Buddy
the dog from next door
and as you can see
he is missing a paw
He has always
been missing one
ever since
his life had begun
Once he was big
enough to play
the other pups
would push him away
'Go away Freak'
they would shout
and poor little buddy
was always left out
He didn't understand
why they were so mean
or why they said
he shouldn't be seen
Soon he was alone
at the pet shop
no one wanted a pup
that could only hop
And then one day
a man walked by
and as he past
he caught Buddy's' eye
He smiled a wide
toothy grin
before picking up Buddy
and scratching his chin
Buddy reached up
to lick his face
Thanking the man
who gave him a place
Once in the new house
Buddy was place on the ground
He was surrounded by
new smells and sounds
Then he heard a noise
that was getting near
he let out a little
whimper in fear
The clanging continued
to move towards him
but to his supprise
he saw a little forelimb
Another puppy walked
over to him
she was also
missing a limb
She was missing
the left paw
but instead she
had a metal claw
That was the story
of the dogs next door
which between them
have only two front paws
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 5:58 PM UTC
A smile placed
upon your lips
A tenderness you hold
in your fingertips
in your presence
my heart takes flight
beating fast as if
its been given a fright
with you I don’t
have to be afraid
as all my worry
starts to fade
my anxiety
is no more
as soft waves
dance on the shore
I start to see beauty
In the things you love
A different element
Seems to fit like a glove
My fire has been calmed
By your sea
The waves of love
Washing over me
Putting out my fire
Putting out my hate
Washing away the fear
And all its weight
And now fear hits
In a different way
I’m afraid that
I’m making you stay
I never want
To hurt you
Or make you
Feel blue
but I am not
exactly worth it
I caused issues
You must admit
I should have kept
My thoughts inside
Feelings cause pain
And so should hide
If I kept quiet
We’d still be friends
You wouldn’t have
To make amends
I do love you
And I’m glad your mine
But I caused upset
Like a swine
And if my mouth was shut
And my heart empty
We’d still be friends
And you’d be happy
I love you but
This is on my mind
And I’m sorry
I’m so so sorry
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 4:25 PM UTC
To who I miss
A rainbow away
Where the light sparkles
In a different way
Where the sun sets
At a different time
And a different church
Provides a different chime
The moonbeams that have
Danced near me
Take an hour
For you to see
The sparkles that
rest in your hair
Never reach me
As I’m not there
Well in a sense
I am always near
As in my heart there’s
a piece of you here
And in the same way
I am there
you have part of my heart
full of love and care
see it doesn’t matter
how far you are
you still look up
at the same glittering stars
you still are only
a call away
and can call me whenever
night or day
ill be glad
just to hear your voice
though id prefer you here
if I had a choice
though as long as
I know you’re alright
I don’t mind where
You take flight
As long as you
Are safe and sound
I don’t mind if
You travel around
I will always wait
For you whilst you roam
With a great big smile
To welcome you home
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 1:15 PM UTC
The knife bites
at my skin
as I let the sharp edge
dig in
droplets of blood
fall to the ground
the impact causing
an echoing sound
I sigh as
I achieve my goal
now I am
in full control
I have the power
in this game
I can control
my own pain
the trickle becomes
a stream
but at this pain
I only beam
of course, I was
deluded all along
two wrongs always
make a wrong
I’ve never had
control of my pain
I can’t win
at this game
but I continue
even so
cause I have power
when the blood does flow
and as small as
that power may be
at least my pain
hasn’t got all of me
Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 11:33 AM UTC
Nothing is right when I’m alone
Nothing is the same without a home
Nothing is safe when you’re not there
It’s important that you care
Nothing is right in life
I feel safer by your side
Everyone knows life isn’t fair
But it seems fairer when you are there
I get you
Don’t you see
Nothing is the same
when it’s just me
I get you
You get me
It’s like we
Were meant to be
I don’t know what you do
That stops me feeling blue
There is something about your smile
That makes everything seem worthwhile
And the wisdom in your eyes
That sees through my disguise
They show that you have suffered too
But everything is fine when I’m with you
I get you
Don’t you see
Nothing is the same
when it’s just me
I get you
You get me
It’s like we
Were meant to be
We both hold darkness deep inside
Our lives have been a rollercoaster ride
But when I hear your laugh
All the darkness splits in half
Light sparkles in your eyes
And all the pain dies
I let go of all the woe
And you allow me to glow
I get you
Don’t you see
Nothing is the same
when it’s just me
I get you
You get me
It’s like we
Were meant to be
If I believed in God
I would give him a graceful nod
Because he let us meet
And gave me days i wish to repeat
I wish I could spend all my time
Listening to your voices chime
Allowing you to rid my day
Of all the awful grey
Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 11:32 AM UTC
My prison is like no other,
not rectangular or square.
It is a perfect circle
and mine alone to bare.
No footholds to cling to.
No rough edges to feel.
A perfect smooth cylinder,
shiny and solid like steal.
My screams would ricochet
in my endless tunnel of hell,
swirling forever and ever
in my lonely cell.
The ceiling would be glass,
so that people could look down,
at me in my prison,
wearing disapproving frowns.
There would be no clothes
laid upon my back.
Displaying all my scars
from my own attacks.
In the centre i would lay
in a curled up frame.
Tears streaming down my face
in waves of shame.
My body would shake
in ripples of fear.
As my memories haunt me
the images too clear.
(A sharp pain slashing
at my skin
As his fists beat me
his face wearing a grin.)
The one wall would be clear
allowing me to see
my own broken reflection
shining back at me.
I would look at my face
and wonder who was there.
As I would be unfamiliar with
my face washed out and bare.
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 7:22 PM UTC
Who am I?
What does it mean,
To be so far from hope,
Yet closer than it seems?
Looking up and looking down,
Thinking we are small.
But then we are made of energy,
It runs through us all.
We are all part of life
And death may be the end,
But then it circles round
And restarts over again.
Maybe not for us,
Maybe there's no restart,
But our energy lives on
And is cherished in new hearts.
They inherit our love,
They suffer our pain,
But see that's the best part,
We are all connected in this chain.
The pain may be bad,
But is translated through hope,
For a new chance.
This helps us to cope.
We can learn from each other,
Become stronger as one,
Working all together,
So that we are never alone.
The link that binds us,
Is very strong.
It allows us to have belief
And gives us a place to belong.
As a community speaks for us,
Speaks to our souls.
Humans can help each other,
Help achieve our goals.
Who am I?
What does it mean,
To be so far from hope,
Yet closer than it seems?
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 5:41 PM UTC
I may be different
but I am me
and that's the way
it should be
and it should be
the same for you
there's nothing you
should be confined to.
Ignore those trying
to tear you down,
who turn your smiles
into frowns.
Do whatever makes
you feel happy
this is how
you remain free.
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 3:50 PM UTC