Sometimes when I look at you
You look so lonely.
Your subtle beauty slowly festers
Behind those thorns you surround yourself with.
So determined are you to protect yourself from the bad
You don't even see what you are missing.

You don't hear the comments or the whispers.
Your beauty may be subtle, but everyone notices it.
All you hear is gossip, snide remarks and laughter
And you can't tell it's not real.
You're so convinced that you're hated,
You fail to notice one thing:
I love you.

Please love me back.

On the creation of a dream
One thing must always be remembered:
For the time being, it is but a figment of your imagination.
Do not do as many have done and let the dream consume you so
That you are lost to the world around you and so helpless
In the realisation of said dream.
And if you find a way to acheive this,
Be sure to let me know,
I could do with a little help right now.

This is the point at which the illusion shattered
I don't remember being told that adulthood would mean stability
But somehow I always believed that they weren't like this.  
I don't believe I am an anomaly
I don't know one person who hasn't been ****** up in one way or anther
Words that once stung my ears are numb now
And it's been the very thing in which I was taught to have pride  
That has done me the most damage.

My mirror is lined with lights
Like at the cabaret
So I can pretend as I sit and put my face on
That the world is my stage
And as I step out of my bedroom door
It is the stage lights which blind me
And the roar of an awaiting audience which bursts my eardrums.

As a child I used to watch the people in the streets
As they went about their daily business
Some rushing,
Some meandering,
Some chatting with friends
and others just taking the air
And it looked like it were some ballroom routine
A perfectly choreographed flash mob of people
Each movement completely planned and controlled
As though there were giants up above playing with us like dolls.
What a merciless force my giant toys with

They say breaking a mirror brings 7 years of bad luck
I should be so lucky
This was the year when my illusion shattered
And here I am picking up pieces of broken glass
Each shard making its own incision on my fingertip
While my hands leave a trail of blood behind, covering everything I touch.
Memories are tainted red, but this does not smell like roses.

I grew up in a meadow;
Dandelions to catch my falls she told me everything will be okay
And she tried to teach me to love who I will become
We can be there for each other she said we will all come out the other side strong.
Now I live in a world filled with words;
Like vines, they grow sharp and thorny in nature
Big words which were once too hard to swallow are now the daily pills of this existence
I grew up in a meadow
And I am just now realising
That I was raised a lamb.

Now I am put to the slaughter.

Sweet wine
They won't tell you about the dark times
We can stare up at the stars
At the galaxies way up out of our reach
Passing round a bottle
Talking about nothing
And laughing with the universe
We are small
And night time is short
The grey skies always disappear
And the good times always end

Sweet wine is boiled away
The kick is lost
And the bottle is dripped empty
The moon fell
Behind that hill over there
And the sun is creeping up on us
Hoping we won't notice
For a while we don't care
Our minds faded
Nothing exists in that moment
Until the sun is risen
And the light is so bright it blinds us

Sweet wine is distilled
Sweet wine rots away
Worms crawl in through the cracks in the walls
The barricade we built against reality crumbles
And the bad times come rushing in
Like a wave
Devastating the small moment we made
This small life we were living
Under the stars and the galaxies
Hidden in the middle of nowhere
Unimportant and invisible

Sweet wine
The bottle has shattered
My blood spills down my arms
Dripping tracks onto the floor
Like a gingerbread trail
Leading to the witches' den
Where the oven heats up
The blood pours
But there's fight in me left
As we rally our troops against the shadows
Reality need no longer exist
We will remain free
With no weight on our shoulders
Only wine in our blood

Beached whales lie silent
Demands met
No air left to heat up
Mouths like clockwork
Close up
The chattering of teeth
Replaced by the distant
Rumble and thunder of waves
Biting the shore.

Stiff backs
And fragile legs
Hair thinning
Faces melting
Into days and days
                              And days and days

A countdown timer
A bomb waiting to implode
A heartbeat missed in the night
And back to silence.

a crowd of canaries dance outside my window
blown to and fro in the cold, biting breeze
they spin and flutter
delicate and vibrant
on a cool, grey stage
before falling gently to the ground
their wings lost
bodies lifeless
they turn from yellow
back to brown
and then to mush
frozen into the soil
a quiet burial
with no funeral
instead of gravestones
tree trunks grow at their head
majestic and solitary
they stand
silent
waiting for next year's parade

there comes a time
when you let that smile
wipe itself from your face
the one you had been showing
all those beautiful strangers,
or those acquaintances you met
the last time you left your house,
or your mother, when you kissed her goodbye
and wished her a good time.
And as the smile leaves you,
and your muscles relax themselves,
you feel the gravity increase
pulling you down all of a sudden
as all of the reasons you hate yourself
and every other thought that comprised the black cloud above your head
come flooding back to you,
encasing you in a thick fog.
maybe it's a warning of the week you have to come
or maybe it's more than that
but either way,
the heaviness in your heart
and the pain of each intake of breath
as you fill yourself up with the toxic smoke
surrounding you
pulls you one step further away
from the life you were hoping you would lead.

Is it dark
Where you are?
Is it as dark as here?
Where the light is fading
Behind the fog
And the clouds
Grumble and creak in the sky
While the lightning is nowhere to be seen.

Is it quiet
Where you are?
Is it as quiet as here?
Where our pleas
Sink below the ground
And the music
Drifts away
On the cold, sharp breeze
While the shouts and cries rise above us all.

Is it peaceful
Where  you are?
Because it sure ain't peaceful here.

The clouds are at war.
Our noise is drowned out
By their cries
And screams of pain.

Where the light has left
In search of a better place
A just, forgiving, place.

The peace left long ago
Leaving just a lingering,
An impending
Sense
That the end will soon come
Sure enough
The sun will soon give in
As we did long ago.

And so,
I just want to know,
How is it where you are?
What is it like to be happy?
Would you teach me one last time?
Before the sun disappears behind the clouds once again?
Oh, I do so love to see the light of the sky.

Maybe you dreamt of a flower
Something soft and small
And hoped it would be enough
That it loved you back

You almost named me after your favourite:
A small, sweet, delicate flower
Which climbs high and grows strong
But you changed your mind when you saw me

The name you gave me is no less beautiful
And I hope it’s still a testament to my person
The songs I sing for you are works of poetry;
All your old favourites

The love I offer you is endless
But maybe the idea of it wasn’t enough for you
To clear the skies enough
And end the monsoon season

I remember dancing with her in the rain
Clothes soaked through,
A small child,
I couldn’t see the irony of it all

The freckles that come with the sun
Remind me of you, remind me I’m yours
I think I’m still climbing
But I’m not sure I’m as strong as you’d hoped

I hope I didn’t let you down, that day.

Do you burn for me
Do you cry and do you pine
Do you dream of calling my name
Do you dream of me calling you mine

Do you dream of my kisses in the morning
Do you long for my warmth in the night
Do you know the pace of my heartbeat
Or the glint of my eyes in the light

Do you know my deepest fears and secrets
Do you know what I dream in the day
Do you know the workings of my brain
What was that I heard you just say?

Call me your baby girl
I’ll give it straight up
Take me home with you tonight
I only want your love.