I gave my last dollar to a man,
he was on the street.
He had those I've been awake
                          my whole life eyes.

A dollar, what's that going to buy me
                         that I haven't already got...

                 I could waste it on a coffee
that I'll never finish as its only half warm,
while I'm too interested in my phone.

                 I 'd have thrown it half drank
in a bin of caffeine tears seeping out
           the bottom busy lives drying beneath it.

But I saw this wasn't a leaf of a tree
               blowing in the wind thinking
of its past, it was moving on.

So I handed this man my last dollar,
            I know he'll make better use
of it than I would,
                              and he smiled at me.

When you go,
don’t say goodbye,
Just shut the door,
and put out the light.
I’ll stay right here,
I won’t bat an eye,
Just go, just go,
I know you’re wastin my time.
Being alone, is beginning to feel more like home.
And I know, I know,
I told you so,
so just go, just go, I wanna be alone.
I wake up to a bed, that’s empty just like me.
But I can’t stand another heart break, so just leave me be.
I wish the pain in my chest would go away, and although my heart aches, I know I’m better off this way.
When you go, don’t say goodbye,
just shut the door and put out the light.
When you go, don’t say goodbye,
just shut the door and put out the light.
I don’t think I can take anyone’s touch anymore.
Because just like their belts, I end up on the floor.
Just another notch to them to undo again and again.
I wish the pain in my chest would go away, but although my heart aches, I know I’m better off this way.
So when you go,
I know you won’t say goodbye,
you’ll just shut the door and turn out the light.
So just go, just go,
I know you’re wastin my time.

In idle hours of the night
Chains of worry wrap me tight
Only in sleep is there relief
But like all moments it is brief
Dawn unveils to reveal
What wasted hours never heal

I went to the ocean today
It was warm and muggy, I longed for the spray

We drove the short distance to park
Then took our time to look for the shark

With a towel, surf board and shades
It does not take much to make the most of the place

I picked up a straw on the way to the shore
I thought of the moments of pleasure it gave just before

So many at the beach this time of year
So many enjoy plastic cups filled with cheer

My feet hit the sand, it’s warmth filled my soul
The sound of the gulls filled my head as they soared

Pink beach towel spread out, I positioned myself
Watched as children laughed and played for their health

When my skin became hot I decided to go
Into the surf crashing to and fro

First steps are tentative, the braver I become
As the warm ocean laps around my tum

Seaweed strands wrap round my legs with
Burst ballon strings and single use bags

Bird feathers are scattered and head for the sea shore
I dive beneath waves through bubbles am born once more

As people we live the way we want
We must incorporate our waste in agreement

Otherwise we have no luxuries you see
No straws to make our fizzy drinks quite so fizzy

No lids to hold our mommas milky coffee
No plastic bags to carry our goods from the shop so cocky

So embrace the ocean and all that lies within
But do it now before it’s turned into one mega bin

Is there a word for days,
That seem to last for weeks?
A day that takes a life time,
And brings hot anger to your cheeks.

And what about a day,
With a tight feeling in your chest,
Where panic is your neighbor,
And fear is your house guest.

But what about an inbetween day,
Full of counting sheep,
Where you mind stays wide awake,
While your body begs for sleep.

They are guilty of perfidy.
That cause madness and melancholy
Cause I am a dancing aphrodite
In the dark full of fright

they called me *****... a crack *****
a woman who engages in promiscuous ****** *******
I don't want it but the situation does
it feels so uncanny so shameful but so peace.

I am a dancing Aphrodite
they praised me when I'm dance
flesh and bones for how I sold
to rag and use to waste and to unfold

The untold story behind my curves
behind the red lipstick and thick eyelashes, behind the beauty that radiates not from the outside but from within.