Jul 2018
Held back by fear.
He said it wasn't him,
it was the beer.
You looked down as
I looked up.
So prosecution seems ****** up.
Look after me?
Oh, you ******' did that.
Writing stopped.
Cried so much.
So much.
I won't be your ugly creation.
I won't.
The light it shines,
My light, it shines.
Someone comfortable with my
untrusting mind, I'll find.
You, I'll find.
You, I'll find.
So walk with me, talk with me.
In time my scars will fade and
together we'll realise the
dreams once made.
Poetry by a tearful Kaydee.
He said it wasn't him,
it was the beer.
You looked down as
I looked up.
So prosecution seems ****** up.
Look after me?
Oh, you ******' did that.
Writing stopped.
Cried so much.
So much.
I won't be your ugly creation.
I won't.
The light it shines,
My light, it shines.
Someone comfortable with my
untrusting mind, I'll find.
You, I'll find.
You, I'll find.
So walk with me, talk with me.
In time my scars will fade and
together we'll realise the
dreams once made.
Poetry by a tearful Kaydee.
I do try positivity. It's impossible at times but I'm learning to convert my negativity into positivity.
Leaving Stockholm was created in real time and really was stopped mid-way for a cry and I found strength.
Strength in myself to refuse to be a victim.
Leaving Stockholm was created in real time and really was stopped mid-way for a cry and I found strength.
Strength in myself to refuse to be a victim.
