No matter how far I venture
Or where it is I roam
I can always get there from here
To the place I can be found

I don't mean to stray off the beaten path
It's just something that I do
Thankfully there's a path I can choose
That leads me back to you

I'm always out seeking adventure
Losing sight of the prize
I need to use my heart much more
Than I ever do my eyes

It's the timely beating of my heart
That tells me what to do
That puts me back on the path
That leads me straight to you

Taken in the light of wonder
Standing in an open field
Life's lighting mixed with its thunder
Without you is how I feel

So I take back to the wanting path
Where I know all to be true
In all of life's aftermath
The path that leads me back to you

You or I could be lepers.
Or hideously deformed.
If we are it shouldn't matter.
Photography, mixed up and twisted.
Reborn.
Pictures misted.
Just who are you chatting to today?
Mentally.
physically.
internet voices.
Distorted.
Misinformed choices.
Maybe just genuine liars,
Getting kicks.
Turning tricks
Preying on others.
Taking the biscuit.
You could be an angel
Or one who follows you on cycle paths,
(PSYCHOPATHS)
Mental health issues falling out off your ears.
No problem with mental health issues.
Been there.
Done it.
Or better still put them onto your paper.
Best place to put them.
If you ask me.
Maybe a sliver of communion wafer.
Selling religion for half a crown.
Maybe half a silver dollar.
Ripping you off.
While doffing his hat.
Pretending to be,
What you can't see.
Words of naïveté.
From she who is down.
Unless you really know the one on the screen.
Be ever so careful and I'm not being mean.
(c) Livvi MMCV

Beautifully asleep.
Savouring moments deliciously dressed in bed covers of too many lovers.
All familiar to him.
His mother,his father.
He's a cause of great laughter.
With chuckles and giggles.
Waking from sleep.
Peeking through eyelids.
Slowly.
As he wakes with each breath he takes.
(c)Livvi MMCV

My soul, she's singing to the wind.
Her prayer flags blowing silently.
Strolling down walnut grove.
Seeking myself.
My window's wide open,
Releasing my pain.
The bain of my life.
Associated only with the pain of being his wife.
Sits at the piano performing.
Playing all out of key.
Feelings of true love washed out to sea.
Strands of garlands follow thee.
Sir, you sir are a liar.
I wore your band of gold.
To love honour respect and hold.
In sickness and health.
Missing wealth.
A strutting pigeon scratching at crumbs.
How you left me honey.
Left me just being a mum.
Scratching in dust.
My heart you burst,.
I'm wasted.
Chaste.
You sped up my heart.
You broke it.
Nothing more than one hell of a ***.
Bleed me more.
Pick up sticks.
I'm freaking free.
Never saw.
(c)Livvi MMCV

Blood is thicker than water.
Boy oh boy it's drowning me.
Loss of son's immense.
Games of misinterpreted disrespect.
Maligned as sugar dumplings.
Bearing weight.
This silence is forever killing me mate.
It's much to late.
Demons passed.
Stupid teenage blast.
Went out with a bang.
Knew you not.
Never did,
Crazy lonely mother was just a stupid freaking kid.
Felt love was gained by having ***.
Left a son.
I was blessed.
I gone and messed it up.
I'm so sorry.
Really gone and done it now.
God, I'm such a sorry silly cow.
Don't know how to fix it.
F's sake I really mixed it up.
And I love you.
(c) Mum MMCV

He should've tried to understand her.
Took a while.
Made her smile .
He was her only ever lover.
At night she cries for him.
She's dying inside.
He's not in sight.
The sun fell down on their love.
Cupids' arrow missed.
He shot the dove instead.
Saw him last in summertime.
Sat on grassy path.
City beat controlled her heart beat.
Summer rain enthused the pain.
Smitten kitten.
Pussycat.
Playing.
Laying.
Finger teasing.
You bade her goodbye.
Not a look in your eye.
Emotion eclipsed.
The sky went black.
Knowing he ain't coming back.
She thought he was forever love.
Been and gone.
Was never love.
Flowers of treason.
It's wife hunting season.
Absolutely no reason at all.
Life spent living polyester dreams.
(c) Livvi MMCV

Fighting death daily.
My head is duelling with my pen.
I'm not suicidal.
But given the option.
Of meds or pen.
My pen will outright win.
(C) LIVVI MMCV

Trigger pulled.
Gun cocked.
Black bird in leather.
Wearing not feathers.
Assassin chic.
Trigger quick.
Trigger happy.

High heels.
Wheeler deals.
Closing speeches'
No more said.
Bang bang darling you're so dead.
(C) LIVVI MMCV