Only a wee child.
A tiny little girl.
Oblivious to the world
And its swarm of monstrosities.

She yawned
And he glanced over,
Realising that it was time for her nap.
Her parents had gone out
And she was under his care
Under his wing
Trusting him
A little too much.
He tucked her into bed.
And snuggled in next to her.
She tossed and turned,
Trying to sleep.

But dreamland
Was a little more out of reach than it usually was.
"Want to try something?"
He asked, voice all regular.
Her eyes stared up at him
Sleepy yet curious.

He told her not to look underneath the blanket.
There was movement.
She trusted him,
she trusted him.
Then she felt her belly touch the blanket.
And her bottom exposed
As her ******* was pulled down.

What came next was a shock.
She did not know
Did not understand.
She was a child!
It was there.
Rubbing
Cold
Different
Eerie
She shivered in
What was it, delight?
7 years later she hoped it wasn't.

Snapping back to reality;
Pushing the questions to the back of her mind,
She glanced under the covers
And got a rough pull.
He scolded her.
She was scared.
She did not cry.
She needed to ***.
What was going on?

She could not sleep.
She was curious.
She was scared.
Everything changed.
She wanted more.
She did not comprehend.

7 years later,
She found out.
She understood.
And it was painful.
It was traumatic.
And it left such a deep scar
That could never
Ever,
Be healed.

She was 5 years old;
He was 14.

It's 11 years later and it still haunts her.
**Why me?

the streetlight outside my door
stops not at illuminating the lane below,
but also contrives to send,
a thin beam of yellow light
through a hitherto unknown cleft,
and into my room,
disturbing further,
my already disturbed sleep.

a shower of yellow leaves rain down on me,
at a crossroad in an unfamiliar city.
slick pavements wait in anticipation,
for the myriad lost in translation.
but my steps are careless and they stray,
from the beaten path to unfrequented pathways,
that have,for who knows how long,dreamed,
to feel anew the weight of human feet.
meandering aimlessly once again,
through this unnamed obscure lane,
on this evening,under a few scattered clouds,
two is company,the million left behind,a crowd.

In a half empty house, lying on a half empty bed,
I find that the half smoked cigarette, jostles for half an inch,
with half a smile that has crept onto my lips,
when with half the night gone, I realize that
more than half of my thoughts are about you.

Knees, keep supporting me
You know I believe in you
Stop with all the frailties
And get me where I'm rolling to
Unscrew
All the blues
You sing and keep running in time
Well fed, sleep when you're dead
Or at least aT the end of this rhyme

Pause time, wipe off the grime
Focus on the words I have to say
Ran five hundred score, just a few more
And we can be in a happy place
Don't stop
Don't drop
Reach mountaintop and valley low
Haters degrade the progress made
Saying that we run too fast, too slow

Oh yes, do your best
Until you glimpse that finish line
Past the dream to reality
And see it was you all this time
These knees
Strongly
Wanted to finish just as bad as you
God be blessed, revel in success
We all run, but how you finish is up to you

the wonder is hidden away
in the emptiness of our eyes
and the fullness of our days

we try to pretend that nothing is wrong
in the smiles that we fake
and the way we carry on

going through the daily motions
forgetting what is truly important
drowning in the corporate ocean

but at some point it has to give
there's no reason to keep lying
there's no life in how we live

remember to love people, not things
to always use things, not people
and you'll see the happiness it brings.

Wiping away the tears,
Seeing the scars from the blades.
Wishing for a new beginning,
Starting my life over again and getting a second chance.
Because of you telling me things will get better.

Living not for myself, but for others,
Trying to put myself back together.
Longing for someone to understand why I'm so destroyed,
Tipping over in the tiny breeze, going to be stronger in the end.
Because of you pushing me.

Getting back up on my feet,
Holding on tight.
Giving everything I've got into surviving through the night,
Hopes and prayers that are going to come true, someday.
Because of you and your Faith in me.

Blades are for the weak,
Riding in the surf of desperation for nine years.
Braving the demons that held me back,
Restoring my fire to keep on going now though.
Because of you being there for me.

Coming out the other side,
Inspired by you to turn my life around.
Crawling, eventually going to stand tall,
I am going to stick things out.
Because of you.

When we're young,
We're filled with goals and dreams
In those goals and dreams we hope for someone, whom in the, believes
Talents galore, but undeveloped songs unsung

Passionate drives fervently burning
However, flames have difficulty quenching
Cries want to come out from pointless trying
Dreams falling to the wayside, tranquilly

Forever fighting strong feelings
Painfully building new strengths
Like a high-perched eagles gliding down, hope falls
This is the story of unconquerable dreams

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