Let me walk in
And sit for a while
I know it will bother you
Can I offer a smile
Can I tell you here
Within these walls
Can I take away your nervousness
Can I talk away your falls
And there in your bun
And there in your dress
Can I tell you in the future
You will become impressed
Can I sit by your feet and
Widdle away the hours
Can I sit here and listen
As you write with your powers
And finally will you let me
Just understand your pain
Stay for a while
With nothing to gain
And then when I close the door
And leave your little room
Can you tell me your secret
Of encountering this doom
For you've impressed
This lady of two
With just your wisdom
And the soul within you.
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Saturday, September 22, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Would I lose this poem?
The light is bright above me
And the mirror cast in black
Unsure of where I am
Unsure of what I lack
I have been transported
Back to that day of change
The instant before my life
Became so rearranged
And if I just change this scene
Just this moment before
All my what if's are gone
Never to be known any more
Would I walk through that door
And sit down as I eat
Would I continue along
This sure and steady beat
Or would I let it take me
And wake up those again
Would I dismiss the people
That I made here now as friends?
Would I forsake this poem
For that was learnt to
Would I forget how to cope
And learn to say no to you?
For this is what I have learnt
From walking through that door
In overcoming that nightmare
That will live for me anymore
And the mirror cast in black
Unsure of where I am
Unsure of what I lack
I have been transported
Back to that day of change
The instant before my life
Became so rearranged
And if I just change this scene
Just this moment before
All my what if's are gone
Never to be known any more
Would I walk through that door
And sit down as I eat
Would I continue along
This sure and steady beat
Or would I let it take me
And wake up those again
Would I dismiss the people
That I made here now as friends?
Would I forsake this poem
For that was learnt to
Would I forget how to cope
And learn to say no to you?
For this is what I have learnt
From walking through that door
In overcoming that nightmare
That will live for me anymore
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Saturday, June 16, 2012
Arrow in Her Back
Slowly standing, the lady in red
The forest in the foreground
The Tree back in stead
Its noisy She Says
As she whispers to you
Silently in a message
Here, I will support you
And you wonder who she is
And you wonder if she cares
Because darn wizz, you need someone there
She offers you a number
Sitting there hoping you call
For Her in her red dress
The arrow is about to fall
So the red dressed lady
Just sit here and waits
Capturing the moment
Before Love and Hate
The forest in the foreground
The Tree back in stead
Its noisy She Says
As she whispers to you
Silently in a message
Here, I will support you
And you wonder who she is
And you wonder if she cares
Because darn wizz, you need someone there
She offers you a number
Sitting there hoping you call
For Her in her red dress
The arrow is about to fall
So the red dressed lady
Just sit here and waits
Capturing the moment
Before Love and Hate
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Friday, June 15, 2012
Monday, June 11, 2012
Such
He was just a bad writer, not knowing what to do
We had a chat, a talk about writing too
And thats where I left him, I could not beware
For it reminded me of the past, that awful stuck lair
And I waited for a while, uncomfortably long
I thought he challenged me with another, feeling so strong
I got a bad impression, was he just like those guys
Would this happen again, I said, ever so wise
And I was told people would help, but I gave up there
For if you grew up with it, they don't really care
Would you wait and wonder, just what will happen next
Will they force you again, force you to have sex
The debate such continues, alone in your head
That old mode of thinking, sometimes you would rather be dead
For its what my dad did, many years ago
Reliving itself in this chatting, ever so slow
I get trapped, I run, I get trapped again, cannot escape
I remember back when I scream, I get upset, I repeat the words; that hate
A little girl crying out just waiting to be heard
Unsure what to do, feeling unheard
For the past replays itself, in your head
Just as you learnt to tie your shoelaces
Or eat crust on your bread
You learn how to relate, with your mum and dad
And there it repeats again and again making you sad
Not sure what to do, not sure what is said
I suppose you just have to trust that thought in your head
And here I am wishing again to forget the past
So AGAIN, I wont have to face this, as it sits and lasts
I can't give you the answers, I have not figured it yet
For I was treated with misery with utter regret
But once I break free, I will understand it then
I know I will get over it, with the help of such friends.
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Sunday, June 10, 2012
All in This Together
I was fortunate enough to be involved with many others in creating the following song:
Enjoy.
All in This Together.
http://soundcloud.com/catch-music-and-wam/catch-music-and-wam-all-in
In group sessions, we created a positive message about mental health. Music includes harmonica, guitar, bass, snare drums and slide guitar. Much fun had by all in creating this music.
In group sessions, we created a positive message about mental health. Music includes harmonica, guitar, bass, snare drums and slide guitar. Much fun had by all in creating this music.
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Sunday, November 20, 2011
There they are
Just when you are feeling down
Like nothing in this world
Will care
No one to cry to
No one to be there
And you cry to a god
That does not exist
Where just where
Send me someone
Please just someone to care
And your tears
Drop unknown
By your side
And then when you just
Need something
A change
A simple change
Knowing that nothing can
Make you feel
You walk in
And there sitting beside you
Is just a familiar face
A familar smile
Just a tad older
Someone to count on
Who you trust and understand
And you know them
Though you just met
And there is that feeling
You were just missing
Knowing that it is ok to
Care
Because they do
14th November 2011
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
A friend
She screams at you every night
And cuddles you every day
And cries beneath the sheets
In some fantastic way
And she makes you go here and there
And she flits without such a care
And she runs around full steam ahead
And throws around that brown little bear
And she sits and stares at little white balloon
And cries and howls at the full moon
And loves you with all delight
And then hates you with such sudden fright
And then finally after so many years
Of being forgotten through so many tears
You get reminded every now and again
You only need to look inside to find a lovely friend
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