I’ll never forget,
How I cried
When I opened the flood gates to my heart
And you sat opposite
And laughed.

How can you carry on
filling someone’s else’s cup,
When yours is running empty,
And hasn’t been tended to in so long.






       Please give some affection back to me

The breaths in my throat,
Are stuck like waves lapping at
The sides of a boat,
Willing to be pushed out to shore,

My heart has been stopping,
Then racing,
Like ores on the surface,
Determined to win a race.

My mind,
Has been the *******,
That tangles and kills sea life
And poisons swimmers.

I have become lost,
In theses vast seas,
Just thinking of the amount,
I haven’t explored,
Gives me
So much
A N X I E T Y

The hinges of my arms
Will open like doors for you,

My mouth
Your welcome mat,

Hang your troubles on your back
Upon my shoulders,
Let me bear the weight.

Light the fire in
My tummy, hug me
And we will both be warmed,

Open up my windows
And I will air our thoughts,

My chest is a perfect cushion,
Where your head gently moulds,
Just stop and rest upon me
And let yourself unfold,

           . . .

So why don’t you slip your key in again,
The spare one, that matches mine.
See what you may unlock,

For I am what will house you,
When the world spits you out,
I will always be your shelter,

The place you can
Kick your shoes off and stretch your feet
For I am always here,
Saving you a seat.

In this home,
There will forever be,
A fire burning,
Windows open,
Doors ajar,

No matter how long you’ve travelled,
Or however near
Or far.

This home will always be here,
Eyes glowing,
Waiting for that key twist
In her door.

my mind tangles like
locket necklaces,
i am constantly seeking their
paths,

   i'm not too sure
   how to explain
   what is tucked snug in these
   silver traps

but when i pry them from their tight clasp,
photos from my past,
and thoughts of the present, tumble free,
before snapping closed once more,
but they always catch a part of me.

     these confused gold veins in my mind
     tangle and their hearts snap closed
     in a single beat,
     and
     i wonder
     why i ever opened up
     at all.

people who say,
it takes time to change,
don't tell the truth,

because the woman in the sky
always alters,
and that there, is proof.