I stood there thinking what
to say, but i knew you wanted
to hear what was happening
while you were away. I stepped
closer so you could hear me, my
words were shaky but I knew
you would listen to what ever
I had to say.

I started with what had been
going on, the interesting things
you had missed while away, you
were always good at listening to
what ever I said, didn't matter the
time night or day, you listened to
the boring the nonsense that fell
out of my mouth each day.

I lied next to you so we could be
closer, I would often lie next to you
never making a sound, just being
next to you got me through the
next hour the next day.

It was getting late, I had talked
for hours, you listened to every
word that I said, I love you, as
I got up brushing the dust from
above, I always left flowers removing
those that were just stems in decay.

I will be back soon my baby, I
miss you so much, as I touched and
kissed your grave. I'll not leave it
so long next time, I love you still
everyday, you being gone brings
pain to me. But I will see you again
when my time comes, till then
my love know you will alway be
the one.

Solitude refined,
It aches in the most hidden parts
Of my soul, untouched.

Love refrained,
It aches to know we can never be,
It hurts to know you were
Never meant for me.

Searching for purpose
Why do I seek for love when I know,
It is the one thing missing?

Purged in iniquity
I dont feel human anymore.
Overpowered in every way possible,
Fighting for breath.

These words I write,
These words I say,
Can you hear me cry the night away?

I'm trying to come through,
Calling out
To the air.
Needless to say,
I feel like I'm falling
Head first onto the ground.

She carries herself around with the elegance of a winsome soul,
Her charm and wit, these are some things you can't live a day without.
And when she spoke, she could make heads turn,
The way not known in the days bygone.
She was a woman, her hips could sway and make you mesmerized,
At the sheer vulnerability of your own thoughtless mind.
Her words could pierce through your chest, and leave a mark,
Even turn you out from your ways, unkempt.
And when she walked by, her scent could drag you along with her,
A force of gravity that can't be explained in terms of words or thoughts.
She was a woman, one you know, you'll have to fear but also love, to make you skip a beat,
Her smile to set you free from a world that holds you down.
In her eyes, she sees the world, her life meant for a greater cause.
When you think you're lost, she will be there to hold your hand the rest of the road.
She was a woman, not for her curves, or her hips, or her eyes, or lips
She was a woman, because she cared when others gave you their goodbyes.
She was a woman, for the grace she held, for her kind heart, that wanted to help.


She is a woman, who dreams for a world, where she can live and not be tried.
*She is a woman, because, yes she's beautiful, inside out.

Eternal tears in a lake that never
fills, only the eye of eternity drops
tears of time, which will never run
dry.

For time is eternal and so the tears
will always fall from the eye that
watches everything and all.

Tears dropped for time weeps as it
watches life, death never ending,
this lake will never fill, as it has all
eternity as the eye of time once
again drops a tear.

I envy it, as it will
not grant me that which
I wish, to set me free from
the pain but it just lets
me be.

I want to be released but
I am a prisoner of pain,
suffering and disbelief.
I want to walk in to the
light to shed my mortal
coil.

I envy death, as it is some
thing I cant be granted, I
must suffer until that day my
body gives in as the pain
is to much, till then I am
locked in this cell called
a body waiting for my release

Imagination as the mind
explodes, creation from the
hand spills from the mind.

Random images flood the surrounding
walls like a gun shot to the mouth the
thoughts splash over the walls.

Dripping through the fingers creations
drawn written an expression as a mind
on overload.

I am blind to the world around
to the beauty that should be seen
with each blink of my eye, a camera
taking a photo but never seeing the film
within.

I could touch everything feel the
senses that are around me, touch and feel
to take it all in with a touch but my fingers
are cold not feeling that which I could
that is around me.

I want to breath deep to smell
life to use my mouth to taste that
which will explode my senses, to
smell it before it is consumed.
fulfil my senses to that which
have I have not smelt or tasted
before.

My sense are fine but I do
not take the beauty of everything
in, life is to busy to see that around to
take it in, to taste that perfect muffin,
not just a bite to throw it in the bin.
I need to touch everything to feel
what is there not just brush past it
we must take everything in.

I want to be a hippie but my
mum says no, she says i smell to clean  
an short hair as a hippie just doesnt go.
  
I want to be a hippie but my dad
says no as the only drug i take is
asprin and son asprin is a drug a
hippie just cant smoke.
  
A hippie loves peace and the thought
of love, you build war machines so death
isnt for hippies and you think
love is a joke.
  
So my son you dont drink you
dont smoke or do any kind of drug, you
have short hair so a hippie you'll
never be so no means no.

I have called many places home,
Not ever staying long before I have
Moved on. my roots never left taking
Root, these place just a temporally
Place never really a home.

I met people not really friend but we
Always got on, then my roots would
Up lift and then take root not to deep
For this place may not yet water my
Roots for me to stay very long.

I then found you, then a little longer I
Stayed, then as time moved on my roots
Dug in deeper as this slowly felt like home.

I  have now spread my branches out, my
Roots now deep in this place now where
I rest this is my home. I will stay here
My roots now grow, I have moved so much
But now I am not alone, as this is the place
I rest my weary feet and call it home.

I stood in the street
                       In the suns direct heat
                                                       I melted

                                                       Into
                       The storm drain below
Mixed with the water

I began to flow

Far far away
                     Home to the ocean
                                                     From where I once came
                                                     Back in the sun
                     Heated  I rose
And again fell as rain

You see a rose of white, but
is a disguise, for its thorns
like razors.

For when the blood drops
in the petals blood red do
absorb the nourishment now
even whiter the blood gone
no longer on show,

For all that is white is not
always pure, for under this
disguise there is a truth hidden
from the eyes. For the beauty
hides danger, hidden from
your eyes.

There is a space between us,
it just sees to grow, we cant
reach across the void that is
growing we both know it
started long ago, we ignored
it thinking it would shrink
but instead it did grow.

I can see you touch your finger
tips, but the void pushes us
further apart, the longer this
goes on. We try to fight it,
but how long can we hold
on, the void is that place
where failed love does go.

The distance isn't far, but the
gravity of lost love pushes us
apart, we don't want to admit
it but our love was lost to the
void, and only scraps are left
to hang on to, how long can this
go on before one of us leaves.

I know its
immature
but I giggle
to my self,
if its a silent
but deadly
and I walk
away and
hear everyone
blaming everyone else, even though its ME I giggle as I walk away...