My suitcase is packed,
Memories within,
Won't fit any more,
As it's full to the brim,

Down at the bottom,
My memories from old,
Just beneath my jumpers,
That stop me being cold,

Just above them,
My adolescent years,
Leaving school and working,
Facing adult fears,

Marriage and family,
Lay on top of all that,
Five beautiful children,
Three dogs and one cat,

Then it's an empty layer,
But not to be treated less,
This is when the kids left home,
When they fled my loving nest,

In between are memories bad,
I tuck them to one side,
Or cover them up with happy times,
I still remember when I cried,

Then comes more difficult ones,
I struggle to remember them all,
But some I do intermittently,
I try so hard to recall,

So please forgive my memory,
It's not how it used to be,
But I'm still that same old person,
Who loves you for eternity,

I still have all the memories,
Packed tight inside my case,
Sometimes I just can't find them,
But you can find them on my face,

My wrinkles tell my story,
My eyes hold all my dreams,
My old and frail body now,
Is not all it was it seems,

But I'm here, I'm still here,
Just look at me, with my case,
You will see my life and memories,
In layer's etched on my face,

My suitcase is packed,
Memories within,
Won't fit any more,
As it's full to the brim.

He is a someone that life forgot,
He likes a joke and we laugh,
Not at him but with him,
He lives in his own little world,
Not where "normal" people live,
He talks to his shadow,
I like his conversation,
He buys Two glasses of coco cola,
And smokes one cigarette in the back,
He shuffles his feet and dribbles,
He adjusts his braces,
He shows us his watch, but cannot tell the time,
Sometimes you catch him crying,
He looks away, as if he is ashamed to cry,
My heart cries with him,
He laughs out loud at something I cannot see, or hear,
His squeaky shoes take him to his seat,
He is grateful of a sandwich from the boss,
We are his friends and he calls us "mate",
To you he is a no one,
To others he is nuisance,
To some he is scary,
To me and those who know him,
He is Albert,
And he is our friend.

My lips could speak a thousand words,
My words could tell a thousand truths,
My truths could open a thousand minds,
My mind could twist and turn your lies,
Your lies have spilled from your lips,
You talk with vile and poisonous words,
Your mind is closed and insincere,
Your soul is full of disrespect for all,
The damage is not to others, but only to yourself.

After years of torture and mental abuse,
I could no longer think of a good excuse,
For the marks the cuts the blackened eyes,
My mind wearing thin along with my lies,

The suffering caused by the slightest mistake,
kicked in the head till my face would break,
walking on egg shells to keep all serene,
Hundreds of questions, as to where I had been,

laying stiff and frightened in the bed,
waiting for the dreaded words to be said,
Cringing, then praying for time to pass quick,
as you slept, I would be violently sick,

The feeling of horror, of dread and of fright,
Swelled up inside me, when you came home at night,
Every inch of me, was battered and torn,
Time to wake up and face the storm,

with the stench of stale ***** and another man,
your make up all smudged into your false tan,
You spat those words into my face,
calling me weak and a total disgrace,

I trembled slightly, and started to shake,
I could no longer give and let you take,
So I grabbed your throat without a glitch,
And I screamed in your face die you *****,

I squeezed and tensed my hands so tight,
Your eyes they changed from dark to light,
I slowly forced you to the floor,
and screamed again, no more, NO MORE,

An unfortunate reverse had taken place,
And now it is you with a broken face,
My bags are packed and I'm reborn,
Time to wake up and face the storm.

Christina Ford

You ripped out my heart,
You did it again,
I cannot help but love you,
Till the end of when,

You filled up my mind,
With ideas and notions,
You brought me to my knees,
With your magical potions,

The pen in my hand is ready,
To make another entry,
To this wonderful colourful world,
Without poems, it would be empty,

So keep on writing lifes true word,
For everyone to be raptured,
And place them in the book of love,
Forever kept and captured.

Nothing could explain this sight,
Overspills of different light,
Reaching out for miles around,
Transmitting light without a sound,
Heavy thoughts fill my mind,
Explanations I cannot find,
Rolling over the clear night sky,
Northern lights pass me by,
Languishing in this beauty alone,
Isolated and away from home,
Green and silent creeping by,
Hovering so lonely, I sit and sigh,
Thinking to myself what beautiful sights,
Sights I remember, oh northern lights.

The autumn rain is not the same,
Without you by my side,
The falling leaves and empty trees,
Are pointless now you've died,

The snowy hills brought us such thrills,
But now no footprints tread,
The frozen brook, no second look,
Since you have been dead,

The summer nights and it's delights,
Are cold and dull and grey,
The picnic laughs and photographs,
Like you, gone away,

I await the spring and hope I'll sing,
Our song of love again,
I will not stay another day,
In the autumn rain.

Take my hand
Reach out and
Take my hand
I have a place for you
It is promised and it is new
Take my hand

In our world of innocence and light,
We live amongst demons and sinners,
In our world of silence and comfortableness',
We have lost, and they become winners,

But we are the beautiful creatures,
The timeless souls of verse,
We can nourish and feed ourselves,
In our script we self immerse,

We can make all the bad disappear,
And write of a life surreal,
But alas our open hearts fail us,
For every word, we feel,

But we are the beautiful creatures,
We bring life where there is none,
We can word away from the demons,
And the sinners? Well there is only one.

Beauty!!! What do you think is beautiful?

To me it's my messy house,
An empty pan of scouse,
A friendly chat,
Or next doors cat,
Chasing our dog,

A little text or a call,
Something that's nothing at all,
It's drinking tea with mum,
Sitting in the sun,
In my overgrown garden,

It's family time night,
All snuggled tight,
Laughing all together,
Memories made for ever,
To remember when I'm alone,

It's hearing all my kids laughs,
Looking at old photographs,
Seeing them all smile,
And getting on for a while,
The quiet before the storm,

It's fighting for the telly,
Over ice cream and jelly,
It's all of these, literally,
Beauty is my family,
And I love the bones of them.

Avaricious nation, I want no association,
There's starving people, your being sheeple,
What's up with you UK?
No need for the greed, it's a planted seed,
Leave the telly's, feed the belly's,
What's up with you UK?
All for a saver, it's a poverty waver,
Feed mankind, not pockets lined,
What's up with you UK?
All for the sake, a Merry Christmas to make,
Yet you play along, you've got it so wrong,
What's up with you UK?
Life's about caring, not what your wearing,
Or material stuff, I've said enough,
What's up with you UK?
You all know what's up!!!
Hear my rant,
you all live. with IGNORANCE AND WANT!!!

She's gone,
I can't believe she's gone,
She was my one,
And only,

Her coat is on the chair,
Her cup on the table,
Her book lays unread,
But she lays dead,

Why,
Just yesterday we laughed,
She hugged me,
I still feel her arms around me,

I can feel her here,
But I can't find her,
I know she's here,
I know,

I sit in her chair,
wrap her coat around me,
I talk to her,
And she listens,

I close my eyes,
And she touches my hand,
She is home,
My mum.

My mind is riddled,
Befiddled and smiddled,
With nonsense,
My brain is puzzled,
Besmuzzled, cafuzzled,
With silliness,
I couldn't care less,
In this lifelessness,
My head is crammed,
Butterslammed and hyperammed,
Here,
In my own little land,
Understand?

Can I keep you forever?,
Can I?,
I will nurture you,
I will nourish you,
I will love you completely,
Can I keep you?,
I will teach you about life,
I will learn you wrong and right,
I will help you grow,
I will set you on the right path,
The good path,
Can I keep you my innocent child?,
Please stay,
Don't go away, not today,
Not ever,
Let me take the pain,
God give me pain,
Spare me my baby,
Let me suffer,
Let me be the one,
Let me keep him,
Let me keep him,
Let my love fix him,
I give to you myself.

Trapped by despair and inner demons she longed for freedom,
Her umbilical cord forged from nightmares, tightened itself once more, Wrapping itself around her ornate soul,
Ignorance and want Snapped at her heels,
She lay alone on a bed of thorns, twisted and dense under her pale flawless skin, She lay...... she lay and she wished for the wind,
He promised to carry her away,
He promised her a new life,
A free life,
A sweet, serene and elegant life,
But again he never kept his promise,
Time passed, seasons disappeared along with the forty shades of green in the meadows of the island she called home, A new day arrived and she again struggled to untie her body from the wreckage of her past, People passed by, not seeing her there, or just choosing not to see her, She felt withered and fallen,
Her tears bringing the ground beneath her alive with life,
Beautiful life, all colours and aspects of life,
She longed for the moon and his gentle light,
For he was the only light that brought her comfort,
Suddenly from the glow along the crest of the treetops,
She felt the wind, she reached out her hand,
He got stronger and colder,
He lifted her, he lifted her above the bed she had lain for so long, He lifted her so strongly that her restraints became weak and shattered like a looking glass, He lifted her so high that she could see the reflection of herself in the lough of lost souls, And the strong arms of the winds released her,
She was free, she was free, she is free,

Pick pick pick, it makes me sick,
Can't do right for wrong,
Pull pull pull, it's getting dull,
Can't you change the song,

We all know what it is,
The wish we silently wish,
It's in the very first kiss,
Of Christmas,

It's what we all believe,
But so hard to achieve,
But we know what we wish,
With the very first kiss,

It's peace for all mankind,
Leaving no one to fall behind
Together lets all wish,
With our Christmas kiss.

I'm not a click chick,
I walk with a stick,
Sometimes I smell of baby sick,
So I can't be a click chick,
I walk with a limp,
Feel like a gimp,
Sometimes I look like a shrimp,
So I cant be a click chick,
I have a bed head,
Look half dead,sometimes I look underfed,
So I can't be a click chick,
Coz they're the perfect ones,
In their designer gowns,
At the school gates,
Nibbling after eight's,
At three fifteen,
They're the clicky mums,
Toned up bums,
Makes ups done,
For the school run,
Perfect hair,
It's just not fare,
I don't have the time to spare,
I'm not a click chick,
They think I'm thick,
They don't smell of baby sick,
They think they're cool,
At the school,
But I'm no fool,
I'm a good mum,
Wobbly ***, make up,
Not done,
But I'm a happy one,
My kids have fun,
Run in the sun,
End up ***** when the day is done,
We are all mums,
Not to be outdone,
At the school run,
So quit your stare,
At my messy hair,
My wrinkled jeans,
It's ok they're clean,
You think your better,
I beg to differ, you just look fitter,
So I don't wanna be a click chick,
I think I'll stick with the baby sick,
I'm a happy gimp with a limp,
I don't mind looking like a shrimp,
At the school gate,
Coz I'm never late,
So you can take your clicky group,
And stick it up your hula hoop.

You think coz your different,
You can treat me differently,
Well I've got news for you girl,
We fell from the same tree,

So don't try your prejudice,
And racist remarks,
We are the same dogs,
With different barks,

Don't blow your trumpet,
Coz I play the drum,
We all have the same father,
We all have the same mum,

Don't think your different,
Here's news, your not,
We're the same worldwide over,
It's different lives we got,

We all got blood running,
Our hearts are the same,
Our bones rarely differ,
The difference is names,

But under our skins,
And through our vein,
And deep in our bones,
We are the same.

Creeping up your stairs at night,
As you lay asleep in bed,
The depression imp slides in your room,
And straight inside your head,
He starts to play his little game,
Your at his beck and call,
Whispering all bad thoughts,
Your dreams begin to fall,
You start to doubt your confidence,
Along with hope and will,
He's eating your very essence,
Your soul he wants to ****,
You let yourself fall at his feet,
Your future in his eyes,
You cannot help but be entranced,
You feed him with your lies,
Your kindness shrinks to anger,
Your caring thoughts are gone,
This is a wicked entity,
And he wants you for his own,
He will use your every breath,
To try and keep you in,
But please have faith and belief,
Were all put here to sin,
But in the pits of darkness,
A light will always beam,
There's always hope and dreams to be,
After the darkness you have seen,
So just before you drift to sleep,
Try to say this prayer,
Stay away depression imp,
There is no room in here.

In the distance I hear them,
Under the silence I see them,
The drums of beating hearts,
Past, present and future,
They thunder over the memories of our ancestors,
They roar through the veins of our young,
They are the drums of truth,
Beating timelessly and in rhythm,
With the stars,
Your universe,
Your very being,
Be the drum,  
Be the loudest drum,
Because I can hear your beat already.

Everybody wants a piece of peace,
From the kids in the school to the people in the street,
But it's not that easy in a world of want,
When need is overlooked and the children can't,

Everybody wants a piece of peace,
From the keepers of countries to the forces on the beat,
But it's not that easy with a selfish government,
When all the moneys gone and overspent,

Everybody wants a piece of peace,
From the city's and towns we all meet,
Together we can make it happen now today,
And make a better world for our kids to play.

I pity her,
Her desperate need for the like,
She is beautiful,
But shows herself so ugly,
I pity her,
Her desperate need for the compliment,
She is young,
But is showing signs of wear,
I pity her,
She is free but unwanted,
Her desperate need for need,
She is uncontrollable,
I pity her,
She is a face,
On the book,
Everyone has a look,
I pity her,
She is perfect,
But perfectly ugly,
I pity her!

Fed up of all this political ****,
What's done is done,
Get over it,

Fed up of all the racist hate,
What will be will be,
Is it to late?

Fed up of fighting a rich mans war,
Were not hand in hand,
As before,

Fed up of struggling to live without frills,
Breaking my back,
To pay the bills,

Fed up of Facebook and perfect people,
I have my own church,
Full of my people,

Fed up of Governments doing wrong,
If only we sung,
The same old song,

Fed up of it all, fed up of it still,
I wish it could be different,
One day it will.

She spat, she swore she fumed on me,
This little old lady of seventy three,
She called me bad and ugly as sin,
She said all this with a comfortable grin,
Her contempt for me was clear as day,
I asked her why she felt this way,
She tore my top and scratched my cheek,
Pulled my hair and cried “you freak”,
I took all this with no attitude,
Her language so vile and manner so rude,
I could do nothing but offer love,
That was rebuked with a cold shove,
Her eyes they burned into my face,
As I enveloped her with a warm embrace,
She yelled she kicked and punched my chest,
I tried to calm her, I did my best,
I had to call for the nurse at the end,
But a broken heart she could not mend,
She helped my mam back into bed,
And gave her pills to sooth her head,
After a while I recognised again,
The mother I love, in no more pain,
My father arrived with the moon,
They danced together across the room,
They didn’t notice me in the chair,
But to tell you the truth I didn’t care,
I was at ease with their meeting again,
I sighed and whispered no more pain,
Alzheimer’s is a wicked disease,
It’s brought our family to its knees,
We watched our mam slipping away,
Forgetting her life’s worth every day,
It’s only the love that keeps you strong,
And the memories of where we belong,
Heartbroken now but I feel at rest,
Coz I love you mam you are the best.

Christina Ford

My skills I give you to help rebuild,
My hands I give you with love, they're filled,
My time is nothing but all I own,
I want to help you make it home,

My arms are strong to carry you,
My legs will walk a path that's true,
Our souls will sing if we achieve,
For in kind people we must believe,


The world is full of people like me,
Human kindness is here, it's free,
Let me be the one you follow,
I will take you from today into tomorrow,

My heart does nothing but ache for you,
These times are hard, but love shines through,
I am here, to feel and aid your plight,
And I bring, from your darkness a hopeful light.

They used to call me a four eyed cow,
But I told them I had two,
You know the rest of that rhyme,
But I've got more to tell you,

I had to wear a calliper,
My god I got called then,
Peg leg, four eyed cow,
Over again and again,

I suppose you feel some pity for me,
Well I tell you it got bad,
In a wheelchair for over a year,
Not the best time I had,

Bullies best target way back then,
I could not run away,
They kicked my legs and laughed at me,
I hear them, still, today,

I would get called names very bad,
Got hit and pushed away,
I only wanted to make friends,
Friends with whom ide play,

My father sat with me one night,
As i cried with shame,
He told me not to feel that way,
For I was not to blame,

He told me in a caring way,
They didn't have love like me,
And that is why they called me names,
And I began to see,

My dad had took away my pain,
And i felt sorrow for them all,
He asked me to say hello to them,
When they next came to call,

I did this with a fear and dread,
And quite to my surprise,
They asked me what had happened to me,
And tears they filled my eyes,

After a long conversation,
They asked to make amends,
Apologized for the words they said,
We soon become good friends.

Sometimes someone who hurts you is only looking for kindness and love.

We are with you,
In thoughts and prayer,
Broken hearts,
Our love we share,

A wicked world,
It shouldn't be,
We hold your hand,
For liberty,

Liberty from,
Your tears and sorrow,
We hold your hand,
Today and tomorrow,

We try to comfort you,
We are always near,
Take our love,
Know now in your fear,

We are with you,
Strong and pure,
Forever loved,
Forevermore.

I sit here, alone, alone, again,
Looking for a someone who i call friend,
But as hard as i try, I cannot find,
One single friend, in my lonely mind,

I have a dozen, maybe more,
None of them knock on my door,
Or call, or text, to ask of me,
If i'm ok..... but I'm not you see,

I don't want their pity or selfless cheer,
I just want to know that they are near,
Maybe a hug, if that's ok,
and for them to tell me it will all go away,

But again, I'm alone, alone, you see,
People think i'm fine when they look at me,
But deep in my heart there is a void,
And people around me get annoyed,

Snap out of it they shout at me,
Get yourself out, there's a world to see,
Pull yourself together, and break a smile,
And i try, I do!, for a little while,

Stop all this crying and feeling so sad,
I'm trying, I say, but I feel so bad,
Go to the doctor, make an appeal,
I don't want to face him, I can self heal,

But I know I can't, it's got me so deep,
I stare at the walls and I cannot sleep,
I want to feel "normal", again, yes I do,
Please god help me, help me feel new,

Where do I go for someone to care,
What's in my mind shouldn't be there,
My brain is reeling from guilt and unrest,
I think to myself, Is this a test?,

I really need comfort and soothing of soul,
To get back to "normal" is my only goal,
I feel such shame, and I don't know why,
As I write this is begin to cry,

Tears of loneliness, my only friend,
I can rely on them, again and again,
All's it takes is a word or two,
From you my friends, yes you, yes YOU,

A simple word, can give me hope,
A loving hug, would help me cope,
You could take away a little fear,
Just by letting me know, your here.

Hello friend,
You don't know me, yet,
But I'm here,
I have always been here,
Waiting,
I'm waiting for you to notice me,
As your life is so busy,
You keep passing me by,
I keep smiling at you,
But you look through me,
You march on your busy path,
I look at you and wish,
I wish you would notice me,
I sit at the door of the bank,
I'm the one with my home in my bag,
I have nothing to give you,
I own nothing,
But if you would just stop,
If you would just say hello,
In that instance,
That very instance,
You would know,
When I say hello,
That it's me,
Your friend.

I rose from the pits of darkness,
My soul blackened but clean,
My heart still beating softly,
But still aching from where I had been,

Surrounded by people who loved me,
I felt alone and so insecure,
I felt no one had time to listen,
Like they all had listened before,

But I rose from the pits of darkness,
With my head held up to the sky,
And I looked upon the ruins beneath me,
And one last tear fell from my eye,

Coz now it's a new beginning,
Like a phoenix i glide through the air,
Coz i rose from the pits of darkness,
To live life and experience care

She looked at me, and said,
Who are you?
It felt like my heart stopped still,
I tried to speak,
I tried to say,
Mum it's me, it's me T,
But nothing would come out,
I was frozen,

She looked at me, and said,
Who are you??
I felt my soul crumble into a million pieces,
And I stumbled,
M... M... Mum it's me T,
Knowing,
She didn't recognize me,

She looked scared of me,
She truly did not know me,
How could this be,
I am her T,
And she....
She is my queen,
And her memory,
Is frozen.

They're taking down our crown,
The crown that's sat on the heads of a million men,
Women and children,
They're taking down our crown,
The crown that made us feel safe, again and again,

We grew up in it's shadows,
And so did our ancestors,
The pride of Garston town,
But they're taking away our crown,
They're breaking our history down,

A crown that grew so old,
Holding secrets never told,
Lives that came and went,
Memories gone and spent,

They're taking away our crown,
Garston will weep for the memories,
They're taking away our crown,
Our symbol of Garston town.

The hairs on my neck,
Tingle, and I shiver,
My spine locks straight,
And I try not to quiver,

My breath now visible,
It's colder in the room,
But I still fix my wedding veil,
For you to lift, my groom,

I know you are near me,
I can feel your presence, true,
I feel your hands upon my face,
It's time to be with you,

I lay upon our untouched bed,
And gather up my gown,
I feel you near our resting place,
I imagine you laying down,

I wish it all was different,
And our future would be clear,
Our perfect life together,
Will be somewhere else not here,

I take these pills, a deadly mix,
I turn to face, your side,
I whisper in cold shivering breath,
I'm ready to be your bride,

And just to break tradition,
It's not death until we part,
It is this death of life without you,
In my death, a brand new start,

As I start to drift to sleep,
Your here, I hear our tune,
You kiss me gently on lips so pale,
And we leave for our honeymoon.

Have you ever been to Glendalough,
On the Wicklow mountains tour,
Well I suggest you go there,
If you've never been before,

It's beautiful, serene and angelic,
So peaceful with magical air,
You can sense the spirits and history,
Of all who once lived here,

I walked around the glass like lake,
I wandered in its awe,
I felt the presence of many souls,
I had been here before,

I drank the waters from my hand,
I felt it rush through my veins,
I heard the whispers from the trees,
Welcoming me home again,

The settlement and graveyard, still,
No life that carried on,
Except for all the visitors,
Who called in thousands, upon,

But in my heart and eyes so blue,
I knew, I was home again,
I felt secure and welcomed back,
But things where not the same,

No family there to hold me tight,
As they had once, in my dream,
So I left my home, my Glendalough,
And the beauty I had seen,

One day I will return, it's true,
And I will not be alone
I'll walk amongst the stones and trees,
And then, I will be home.

He looks at me with fireworks in his eyes,
He says,
I am incredible,
He says,
I am like magic,
I just laugh it of,
But secretly I like how he makes me feel,
Secretly I like his compliment,
He speaks to me with rays of sunshine,
He says,
I am amazing,
He says,
I am like magic,
I just shyly look away,
But secretly I want to look at him,
Secretly, I look at him,
He touches my face with warmth of a fire,
He says,
I am magnetic,
He says,
I am like magic,
But then,
He looks at me with fireworks in his eyes,
And I think,
It is he,
Who is incredible,
It is he,
Who is amazing,
It is he,
Who is magnetic, and,
It is he,
Who is the magic.

I won't put her in a place where she'll be forgotten,
Where the floors are ***** and the bedclothes are rotten,
Where others will taunt her and strip her of pride,
And watch her slowly wither, when her soul has died,

I will keep her and love her, as she loved me,
I will cook clean and sew, her mother I'll be,
And for that I'll be thankful and keep in my sight,
As I pay back the love, that she gave so right,

I will cherish each moment, as if it were new,
I will learn things each day, as students do,
Coz I've not done this before for my mother you see,
I will feed her and clean her like she did for me,

I will learn her new songs and make her laugh,
I will tell her the stories from each photograph,
I will speak of a woman who is the queen of my life,
I will speak of a mother and a wonderful wife,

And she will listen as though she knows,
And nod her head as her memory grows,
And look at me through eyes that knew me then,
And hold me and make me feel home again,

And at night when I tuck her in bed,
I will lay a kiss on her beautiful forehead,
And whisper I love you, forget me not ever,
Because my love for her no one can sever,

And in the morning she won't be alone,
I won't be a voice on the end of the phone,
I will do what it takes to make her feel free,
And thank her daily for the life she gave me.

Hey special lady,
I want to say, your name,
Hey special lady,
Your a winner at this game,

I admire you with love and grace,
Your so strong and brave and true,
I wish that I could bottle that,
And name it after you,

It would be called Linda B,
A bottleful of hope,
I wish I could take your fighting spirit,
And make it into soap,

To share and give to all the world,
So they could rise like you,
And have the strength and attitude,
That you have so true,

You are an inspiration,
That's from my heart to you,
Your such a beautiful woman,
I'm so proud to know you.

I want to hurt you, desert you, socially disgrace you,
Shame you, break you, and publically deface you,
Simply and quite easily displace you,
But I can’t,

I want to beat you, delete you, silently defeat you,
Spite you, fight you, locally expedite you,
Gently and easily overwrite you,
But I can’t,

I want to kick you, flick you, psychotically brick you,
Nab you, grab you, franticly jab you,
Smiling as I lovingly stab you,
But I can’t,

I want to grin, watch blood soak in, laughing within,
Delighting in my sin, comfortably rock...in,
As, I picture you in your coffin,
But I can’t,

But I can wait; I’m at the gate, of fate,
Don’t be late……………

I’ve got time on me hands,
It’s better than blood,
I’ve got worry on me mind,
I know it’s no good,
But what can I do with nowhere to go,
My mind races by, my body moves slow,
If only I could I would leave you all behind,
Start a new life, new beginnings ide find,
But those roots pull my strings,
Those strings on me heart,
I know a new life would be very hard to start,
With the call of me town, ringing in me ear,
I don’t think I could do it to all I hold dear,
So instead I sit here and wallow and moan,
Losing my marbles and losing my home,
Fed up and messed up it’s all a farce,
Someone come and give me a kick up the ****,
Thank you and goodnight.

Tina Ford

Hold onto my wings,
I am your guardian,
I will carry you,
Through the storms of life,
Hold onto my wings,
Let me shelter you from hurt,
I can protect you,
I can envelop you with love,
And keep you warm,
Hold onto my wings,
Let the wind lead us,
Let him take us,
To where we want to be,
Where we can be safe,
We can whisper our stories,
Hold onto my wings.

Wake up,
Shake up,
Sit up,
Make up,
Tea in a cup,
Slowly sup,
Now I feel alive,

Leave home,
Travel alone,
Mobile phone,
I'm a clone,
Skin and bone,
All alone,
How am I alive,

Work all day,
Pittance pay,
Never play,
Bills at bay,
Feelings flay
Smile and say,
I wish I was dead.

I am not a colour!
I am a person,
I am not a class,
I am a soul,
I am not a race,
I am a human,
Therefore,
I am not a colour.

Who knew?
I didn't know,
I was the saviour!
The saviour of my own mind,
And my soul,
Who knew?
I didn't know,
I was the bringer!
The bringer of love,
And of kindness,
Who knew?
I didn't know,
I was the essence!
The essence of life,
And of death,
Who knew?
I didn't know,
I don't know anything.

I'm just tryna get on,
Don't ask for much,
As much I have,
With good family and friends,
I don't do to bad,
But there's a feeling of emptiness deep inside,
I'm keepin it quiet, but inside I've died,
I don't like to share the failure I feel,
For a glimpse of hope, I would beg, borrow, steal,
Tears keep rolling from my blue blue eyes,
I'm keepin it quiet, but I've died inside,
All feelings have left me, alone, that I am,
I scavenge my soul for a glimmer that can,
Revive me, alive me, awaken my mind,
Give me the passion I need to survive,
I don't like this feeling me dying inside,
So what do I do? I ask every day,
Crawl on the floor, give in and lay,
On this bed of self pity and worthless intent,
I wasn't born for this, it's not meant,
I reach in the darkness with my very last fight,
And a miracle, it seems, a flicker of light,
A low golden twinkle and gentle appeal,
My heart beat gets stronger, my feelings.... I feel,
This is all I need, I did not realise,
My reason for living is in my childs eyes.
How selfish and cruel when my feelings re root,
The depression subsides, time for the boot,
I must start again, my eyes cry once more,
My soul has a warmth, I have felt before,
So I pick myself up again from the hollow,
And I pray that these thoughts will not dare to follow,
Because,
I have a gentle soul and at times very weak,
But I find when I write I don't have to speak,
And this is my prompt, my will to survive,
I didn't like that feeling of dying inside.

Don't do drugs
I don't do drugs,
They're for mugs,
And thugs,
And used to exterminate bugs,
I don't do smack, crack or nick knack paddy whack,
I don't do green its not clean, you don't know where its been,
I don't do drugs,
I don't do **** or fizz there all a pile of ****,
I don't do rush bush or the silent hush,
I'm scared to trip, or take a dip, specially with me plastic hip,
I just don't do drugs,
I don't do coke, the smoke, the devils poke,
The line of fine, is a crime, you'll get time,
Don't do drugs,
It's for mugs,
And thugs,
But mostly they're used to exterminate bugs.

If I was god, I'd calm the storms,
I'd hush the seas and tide,
If I was god, I'd stop the wars,
Make humans stand by side,

If I was god, I'd banish all money,
Everything would be free,
If I was god, no one would hurt,
No human pain would be,

If I was god, I'd feed the world,
With fruits and vegetables galore,
If I was god, no illness be,
Like people suffered before,

If I was god, I'd make it right,
Paradise would be right now,
If I was god, no nightmares be,
Coz peaceful dreams I'd allow,

But wait a minute, god I am,
As each of us as well,
So stop this silly living now,
We've turned our earth to hell,

He's inside everyone of us,
You feel his beating heart,
That he gave to us so selflessly,
But other humans rip apart,

Breathe in your faith, whatever it be,
And exhale the love and pride,
We'll bless humankind together,
From here to universal wide.

If you could spend a day with me,
I wonder what we'd do,
Go to see the pyramids,
Or the barrier reef so blue,

Maybe trek the Inca trail,
Or fish the largest seas,
Sit in wild flower meadows,
Or climb sequoia trees,

Make a jungle tree house,
Roll down dunes of sand,
Or tiptoe on the mountain range,
Walking hand in hand,

Visit all the castles,
Relive their history,
Sit on top of the empire state,
Drinking English tea,

Paddle in the paddy fields,
Explore the deepest cave,
Jump in with the great white shark,
Surf  a giant wave,

Ski down mount Everest,
Skydive from a plane,
Cycle down route sixty six,
Dance in the monsoon rain,

If you could spend the day with me,
I know just what we'd do,
Sit and plan a future life,
A life for me and you.

If your in pain,
Call my name,
I can take it away,

If your feeling alone,
In your home,
I can be a friend,

If your sad and blue,
You know what to do,
I am always here,

If your anywhere
I'm always there,
Forever.

I'm a shark, when in a nark,
I will bite you and fight you,
And rip you apart,

But that's just the start,

I'll snap your soul,
When I roll,
Rip your heart,
Your bleeding heart,

But that's just the start,

I'll chew you through,
And spit you out,
You can't shout,

Because it's the end.