When I am older I will be just like my Nan,
Streaking my naked body every Wednesday to the delivery man.

I will have a chihuahua,
Drink my milk when its sour,

Use by dates will mean nothing,
For 10 year old bread makes a good stuffing,

I will live off many cups of tea
Every ten minutes have a ***.

Hoard a thousand tin of beans in the draw,
We all know we need them when we're at war,

I will be superstitious,
And make food taste delicious,

I would be head of my family, head of my herd,
My word will be final, anyone else's word is absurd,

Anyone who calls me 'dear',
will get a slap around the ear.

YES,
I want to be just like my Nan,
Every Wednesday streaking to the delivery man.

Internal Strength of a wolf,
External strength of a child.

Hearing the cries,
Of her families demise.

Stark *****, hiding; all alone,
Watching the wolf's last howl, last breath.

Stark ***** may not have died,
But under the wolf's moon she experiences death.

Stark *****, possible queen of the throne,
With an enemy for help, Stark *****'s fate is unknown.

Chicken wires under my feet,
I can hardly stand but there is no retreat,
I'm caged,
I'm haunted by the ghosts before me,

I'm voiceless and hopeless,
I have no feathers to keep me warm,
I have only a cage,
To this cage I am sworn.

I will never meet my children that I lay at my feet,
They will be something for these creatures to eat.
I have no identity, only others like me I can see,
I hide and shiver with other sufferers for company,

I have no comparison to any other life,
Is this what it is? Life?
Am I complaining about nothing?
Does everyone feel such pain?
I sit here, I wonder... If this is the case
Who are these creatures that take my babies away,
They have no cage, unlike me I'm forced to stay.

Pit walls...
I despair,
I'm cold, I'm alone, I cannot draw air,

You knew angels were going to leave me,
You said God was my life's key,
You fail to see, my lock only opens to reveal more misery,
You made me believe me my heart would soon mend,
You led me to the beginning of my weary painful end,

My heart has not mended, my wounds have not healed,
Yet my fate is not over so therefore it cannot be sealed,

You promised me love!
You promised me you!
You promised me your love was equal and true,

So why have you left your footprints in my heart and not the sand?
In this pit, I hold onto hope, can you not see me holding out my hand?
Please grab it, please hold me, please love and adore thee,

....

But here I am, cold, alone, my heart stripped and bare,
Where the angels have left me *like you they don't care.

Time may take forever,
Absent of your smile,
Time may play over,
As you abscond and walk that mile,
My heart; it stops beating,
At the sound of your feet leaving,

This wine is not crisp and clear,
It’s stale, infused with my fear,
Intoxicating, I’m suffocating
Your absence leaves me drunk and aching,
Compelled to drink more,
For every step you take from my door

Running away from angels
Leave us be black, cold and hard,

We have no need for soft interiors,
Only a need for hard exteriors,

Running away from angels,
We are as strong as any man,
We are mistaken and misleading women,
Who have no fear, no power steer,
No crowds can hide us, we cannot be quelled,

For we are not for angels, we shall not take flight,
We will remain on this ground, raise this game, we shall fight.