Once I went out to find others like myself,
I found only shells.
They spoke and moved through the actions of life.
But their ways of living were so meaningless I went on.

Once I went out to find others like myself,
I found only ghosts.
Those who pretended to be alive,
But existed lifelessly.

Once I went out to find others like myself,
I lost all hope.
The empty stupidity that inhabited the world.
That wasn't me.

Once I went out to find others like myself,
I have found few quiet voices.
They have helped me to build up walls.
They are solid, whole.
Like myself.

it's been a while since we played
you left long time ago,
do you remember what you said
when we played in the snow?

it's been a while since we talked,
i couldn't bring my self to come ,
but today i decided to take a walk,
i hope the place where you are is fun ..

i've been beating my self until today,
i've lost my pride and grace,
i came again to cry on your grave,
i miss your laughing face.

'Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
Little Amelia Pond asleep in her bed, with thoughts of a raggedy doctor
floating through her head.
Outside her window, there came a bright light,
'twas a light so bright that it lit up the night
And the sound of the TARDIS woke her up with a jolt
and with an excited smile she heard the thing halt
She ran through the house, past the mouse, past the tree
and she saw her old friend and greeted him with glee.
He was happy to see her, but there was sadness in his heart.
He brought her rare gifts, like VanGogh art.
They ate fishsticks and custard as the doctor told of tales never heard.
As the night went on the fun wore out little miss pond
The doctor tucked her into bed and told her more stories that danced through her head.

'Twas the morning of christmas
and the best gift of all
was the night full of memories and for years she recalled
her raggedy doctor until they met once more
But thats a story for another time, and then I shall write more.
Have a merry Christmas and a Happy Holiday
From The Doctor And Amy

a lovely a song deserved the heart
but then i lost my rest
then i had put my guard
cuz it sounds like my past
so i clicked unlike .

A night of hunting took my breath
Neon, blue and wild alight
I do not care to trade this death
For the worst way to spend a night

Drink it back, drink they say
I injected poison deep within
The stars still blinked the self-same way
Amazed at such a blanket sin

Give me silence, give me tact
Ignore the hunting, the night lament
A corkscrew rot and, as a fact
There are cheaper ways to feel this spent

I am switching myself off, power down
My head hurts and my bowels spit me out
Pale and shiver, my head is folded, frown
To think is to lie, to smile is to doubt

I watched a film and then watching his life
He told me to rip a little and see
What I find, a tear, my dream is a knife
The danger of looking too close at me

Sit, give, grow, learn, forget all that you want
I don’t think anyone will give to you
You’ve lost all that spilt from your tap, your font,
So run, crying child, run till you spill too

Your life is over, it’s sad and it’s good
You’ve cracked all the smiles that life said you would