What if it was your mother or father,
Would you help them ?
What if it was your daughter or son,
Would you help them ?
What if it was your brother or sister,
Would you help them ?
What if it was your friend,
What are you waiting for ?
What if it was you !

I didn’t think I’d do it,
Just a second passed in time.
I loved her more than life itself ,
I could of made her mind.
Everyday I’d give my life for hers,
She meant the world to me,
I never meant to hurt her,
I loved her - can’t you see.

She pushed me more and more each day
Driving me insane,
She smiled each time I grimaced,
Contented with my pain.
I didn’t mean to hurt her,
God I wanted her so bad,
Is this not punishment enough,
I’ve lost the only thing I had.

If time could change I’d turn the clocks and give her back her life,
I’d pour the warmth back in her heart,
And throw away the knife.
Since the day it happened I’ve done nothing but to cry,
Please forgive me Jesus Christ,
And sentence me to die.

The more I grow the more I know that life will show me where to go,
The more I want , the more I flaunt , life becomes my confidant ,
The more I see, the more I be, the less I like humanity.
The more I take, the more I fake , the more and more I make mistakes,
The more I need, the more I bleed, the more I’m yearning to be freed.
The more I try, the more I cry, the more I start to question why,
The more I hit, the more I split and realise I don’t want this ****,
The more and more I see of me, I just want to be left to be.
The more I hate this ******* state, the clearer I can see my fate.
The more and more and more I run,
The more and more and more I’m done.

The best medicine.

Laugh.
Laugh and be loud,
Laugh the tears out of your eyes,
Laugh until your stomach cramps,
Laugh until you can’t pull a breath,
Laugh until your on the floor crawling on your hands and knees to escape ,
Laugh until your laughing at the laughter,
Laugh because life is too serious,
Laugh because laughing lightens your life,
Laugh and be loud,
Laugh.

Sometimes I just want to write,
Reach for that sight,
That untainted inspiration of unyielding creation,
I try to nullify influence,
Searching for the continuance of ignorance,
Sometimes it comes,
Sometimes it creates its own momentum,
Waves crashing and creating in there own spectrum,
Other times it drips,
Procrastinating and debating,
Keeping me waiting.
I just like the release of creating a piece which gives me peace,
Sometimes I just want to write.

Why are we - the great creation causing so much devastation,
The intimidated nature of an implicated nation,
See we’re evolving as a planet but together didn’t plan it so rather than unite it’s like we feel compelled to fight.
Our fixes are shortsighted for a world that’s been so blighted,
Is anyone concerned that we never seem to learn.
We call this a democracy which really means hypocrisy of a convoluted prophecy which is actually bureaucracy,
The masses keep on moving always scared of what their losing ,
Thinking that they’re choosing when In fact they’re just abusing.
Have we triggered our demise, can you hear the planet cry,
No point looking to the sky your better covering your eyes.
Should we not try to transition from our terminal condition,
What’s the point of this admission if we’ve lost sight of ambition.