Jack and Jill,
Went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water,
Nobody knows what they did up there,
They came back with a baby daughter.
They named the daughter Mary.
Mary had chubby cheeks,
Dimple chin,no teeth within,
Rosy lips,
Curly hair, very fair,
Eyes were blue,lovely too.
One day Mary went to play on the slide,
Georgie Porgi pudding and a pie,
Kissed Mary and made her cry,
When Jack and Jill came out to see Mary play,
Georgie Porgi ran away.
Mary had a friend called Johny,
He was handsome and Bonny,
Mary Mary,
Yes papa,
Loving Johnny,
No papa,
Open your heart,
Ha! Ha! Ha!.
But, Johnny said,
"Lavenders blue,Mary, Mary,
Lavenders green,
When I am King Mary, Mary,
You shall be  queen."
Papa Jack and mama Jill asked,
Mary ,Mary quite contrary,
We have a querry,
How does your heart grow,
With wedding bells and many heart throbs,
Not now, Mary  sobs.
One day, Johnny proposed,
Mary, Mary,
I'm crazy,
All for the love of you.
It won't be a stylish wedding,
I can't afford a Lamborghini,
But, if a stylish scooter for two,
Will do.
Soon, Mary had a little boy, a little boy,
It's skin was white as snow
It followed her to work one day,
He made her friends laugh and say, laugh and say,
"Mary, what a bonny lass you have.

I screamed at the top of my lungs
My body was on the pavement, strung
Out deeper than the night, skies
Are filled with stars as he dies.

He was part of me, all that's left.
I'm now a body of bones here bereft.
I scream, I scream, I screamed.
No blood left, my soul upwards beamed.

Bells chime...
Le désordre c'est moi.
I come to die...
Je sonnes les cloches...
I'm taking you all with me.

Is it strange?
I hear different sounds,
paletts, colours,
I'm music bound.

Is it strange?
I can't sleep very well
hearing notes, tones,
imagining bells.

Is it strange?
The bells ring loudly
they never stop
they deafen me proudly.

Is it strange?
Seeing you everynight
whilst I work on the balcony,
I can feel your soft glance.

the rawness of your words
still rings in my heart
like ceremonial temple bells
tolling,
with each wave reverberating,
the sound jarring, your eyes darting,
the guilt evaporating out of your breath,
as I stood before you, half-dead,
because your words are toxic and your breath was too,
I didn't realise I was being poisoned by you.

spearing through the memories,
tearing up the past, the seconds spent together
all those fluttery heartbeats, a total farce.

the bells still ringing,
drowning out my heart,
sweeping out the love,
and draining all my thoughts
as you utter each word,
I try to soar like a bird,
to seek my freedom, to escape from your curse,
but from a hundred miles afar, I can still hear your voice. I want to leave this world now, because I don't have a choice...

my heart, my heart,
it beats, and beats,
and beats around my aching chest,
my empty chest
like some cathedral
ruin'd by time like all the rest
where stained glass windows,
scarce intact,
let in the light and make it shine
and echo 'round
the hallowed halls
and sing like some old hymn divine -

and i just need
to find the words
of this old hymn, and write them down
and shape them into poetry,
so that the lark can free be flown

but all the words i write are wrong
my aching, empty, ruined words
are clanging 'round my chest like bells,
they smash the silence, break the spell,
and yet my heart, my heart, still screams
the notes of songs I cannot sing
they screech within my chest and, though i sing,
i cannot seem to bring the notes
onto the empty page;
the page is full and still i sigh.

and so my heart will shout and scream
and beat until i die.

I can see it in your eyes
A little twinkle that soon dies
Your whole life
Attempting to be
Right
For one night
Your knuckles bleed
There final plead
You read
Escape your world
His world
My world
You think
About those
Big blue eyes
You'll never know
What they hide
Secrets she will
Carry to the grave
Wedding Bells
Chime
my secrets,
will die with me.