If you think deeply enough about it,
Even words with good intentions,
Are kind of terrifying.
You could say something so sympathetic,
Aiming to try and help,
But instead you load thoughts into their head.

"It's okay that you feel like that,
They misused your trust,"
But it's only then they realise,
Exactly what it sounds like,
So instead of being completely comforted or consoled,
They end up thinking:
Well if it's like that then I should feel like 'this'.

The truth is when other people phrase what's happened to you,
Often it hits you a different way
Than you have been looking at it.
Sometimes you start to form schemas,
Of how you should feel,
Or you just prove the evidence shows that it's right to feel this way,
And not just right, but that it's the only method to deal with it.
Someone speaks about how you've been hurt,
And how you should try not to let it impact your trust,
So instead you realise what happened means,
In your head now, that you should always let it influence you.
It's a bit messed up,
But that's how it can be.

All The Shades Of Hell,
All The Spirits Tell,
How You Leaped & Fell,
But Now You Cannot Dwell.

Take a leaf from an Oak & reflect
On all time,
Take a page from a grimoire & see all the Magic.  

Take The Words From Their Mouth,
These Blinded Lame Mice,
Their Compass Points South,
But We Roll The Dice.

Gamble & gamble,
Throw chances & choices,
**** your whole Soul,
Then Drown In The Voices.

mothers might know best,
but they are not always right.

Your faults are my own


We point the finger at others and know all their faults;
Yet we lack the foresight to see, that their faults are our own.
The bad things we see in them are our own negative points;
We tell them how to change their lives,
But we take help from no-one.


You do this wrong, you do that wrong.
Do we say it to them or us?
We hate the way they have no faith in us;
Yet we ourselves are unable to trust.
The things they do wrong,
Are only seen because we too are faulty;
We condemn their mistakes, yet we are equally guilty.


We should look deep in the mirror,
At the reflections of our being,
We tell them to open their eyes;
But it's us who are incapable of seeing.
We are faithless and anxious and we think we know it all;
Then we expect them to have faith, never give up and trust us.


Who are you to judge me,
When all your bad points are a hindrance?
The things that stop you being all you can be,
Will always leave you without guidance.
We are all equally trapped, asking for help, yet never listening;
So for once in your life, hear as you speak,
See what you are saying.


The advice we give them, is just what we have been told;
But because we are telling them, our warm words become cold.
Our intentions are good, but our way with words lets us down;
We expect them to heed our words, whilst we still act the clown.
Our advice falls on deaf ears,
Because we don't practice what we preach.
We have knowledge gained through experience;
But we have no God given right to teach.


So hear your own teachings, use actions not words;
Give them proof it can be done differently,
Show them only they can change their world.
To change the way that they feel
And the thoughts that they think;
Give up your own addictions first
And walk away from that drink.
You simply can't get them to change their life,
If all you do is argue and fight.
So pick up the pen and lay down the knife.


(C)2005 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.