I was in a forest the other day,
I felt like the undergrowth,
Soaring trees were all around,
Stretching to the skies,
The undergrowth was struggling,
Struggling to survive.

It’s a long story,
My fall from grace,
I saw how they changed,
How they turned their face,
The stigma, it sticks,
As sure as hell,
Depression it hurts,
But no one can tell,
With our face to the wall,
It’s true what is said,
That no one will call,
No hand is extended,
To steady the fall,
I was nearly surprised,
That they didn’t care,
When I looked for support,
But it wasn’t there.
Judgements are strong,
They do the rounds,
How little they know,
They have no grounds.

They all chatter,
Small talk all the time,
All go on their way,
They think they know it all.
Perchance I see a kindly face,
I will put them straight,
Chatter, chatter, small talk all the time,
It seems I am filled with gloom,
Travelling through a world without care,
A passage of despair,
Apprehension traps me in fear,
I am consumed with it,
But I must feel it and do it anyway,
I know what fear feels like, I know its taste,
Whilst all around look on and see my waste,
They can talk.

Step into the water
You the longed for daughter
Sea talks to me
She oh she oh she,
Come in, come in,
It sings the hymn,
On every ebb and flow
The fire burns below
Rainbows fly above,
Catch a tale,
Ride it with your love,
Speeding clouds,
Darkness falls like shrouds,
Rushing sighs,
All the old lies
Like falling petals,
Waiting, waiting, always waiting,
Come, please come oh come

My possessions were scattered,
But who would complain?
The vultures had fed on my flesh,
The waste all around,
I could see how they’d picked,
I could see how they’d poked,
I could see how they didn’t give a dam,
Pages I’d written,
Things that were mine,
Everything thrown all about,
Nothing matters, but matter itself.

I feel so dreadful,
Writhing in pain,
Pain in my body,
Pain in my Brain,
I can’t go to sleep,
I can’t stay awake,
I have to take courage,
I must go.

Into that place,
To clear my desk,
Sever the ties,
End the stress,
Anxiety asks questions,
Will anyone care?
What will they say?
Who will be there?

Life is a mess,
Mine I confess,
But ask are you crazy?
They don’t dare.

The pain is stabbing,
The knife in the back,
Kicked when down,
I am sorely unimpressed.

My lover is cooking Breakfast,
He is an engineer,
I wonder what he is doing down there,
And I shed a tear.
The tears are sweet and full of joy,
Cascading glorious light,
It fills my heart with happiness,
To see my future bright,
Shimmering rainbows glint and gleam,
Sprinkling happiness in colours that beam.
The biggest smile across the sky,
The biggest love for you and I.