He was beautiful and kind
he seemed like a gentleman so refined.

he made the first move, and asked to date me
I was so happy I said yes, and wrote it all down in my diary

The date was set, I should have know then it was going to end in tears
for the day was a day made up of fears
was this a sign I think so yes
the date was Friday the 13th
I should have laid this one to rest

The date went swimmingly he seemed so charming
but then something happened that was so alarming

whilst making love to me he uttered these words

Don't go falling in love with me

my belly that once was filled with butterflies and birds now filled with bats.
my heart sank, my body froze, I can't believe he just said that.

Don't go falling in love with me he said, as he was on top of me in his bed.
my eyes looking up to the ceiling
feeling so sad they filled with tears
he was unaware of how I was feeling.

Don't go falling in love with me
Those words echoed in my mind
how can he be so cruel when he seemed so kind

Don't go falling in love with me
I've never felt so used, I've never felt so *****
A cheap sleep around I have never been accused I'm not Even flirty.

Don't go falling in love with me
too late I already fell.
I loved everything, your eyes, your laugh, your smell.

Don't go falling in love with me
Those words will haunt me for all time
I gave you everything but then in a instant I realised you was never to be mine.

In death we praise and feel sorrowful for the dearly departed.
tears flow freely and you can't stop once you've started

If only we had been nicer or done a little more.
if only i saw you that day before.

if only i knew what the cards were saying
perhaps i could have saved you and stopped all this praying

maybe this was destiny come to pass
all i know is that wave we shared was our last.

i will never forget you
you were a good mate

i just wish i had told you
but then i realised, this is a poem too late.

Come in, come in and enjoy the fun, the fun will begin when it is done.
My dream was all in rime. There were no breaks at any time.
If you couldn't think of a rime, you would sing or mime.

There was this tall colourful clown
as I entered the show he sat me down.
His name was something I couldn't pronounce
but being his friend is what counts.

He was very mad and very sad,
he reminded me of the mad hatter,
but crazier with his chatter.

I have a fear of polka dots, But Even more of forget me NOTS!*

I loved my dream, I wish I could have it again
that's why I wrote it down with this book and pen.
so ill always remember my crazy friend.

All alone in my room
where the goblins whale, and the wind goes boom,
I sit alone in the corner with flickering lights
with visions of death I'm not feeling quite right.
delving deep in to my outstretched mind
feeling weary i got in to my bed i climbed,
my mind stained with scribbling's of ink spilt ramblings'
visions' of demons and witches
and unholy tampering's.

The eerie halls creaked as I sat up in bed
I saw a man in my room
I reached for the light
it was all in my head.

I arose from my slumbering grave
never too shy and never too brave.
down the towering stairs where the portraits came alive
a thing of nightmares, in the dark the monsters thrive.
they try and tell me it isn't the house to blame
but I'm a prisoner of my own mind
I have gone insane.

Heart shaped tears fall from my large eyes, rusting my metallic face.
warm like milk I bathe in the love that once consumed me.
I fall in to shadow, entombed by rage.
never to love again.
memories form like fog blown like ashes in the wind.
feelings so fragile, melt in your fiery grip.
using me as charcoal to fuel your sadistic mind
for evermore.