I didn’t want you to fix me I just wanted you You held my hand through the initial storm Then far away your heart flew I didn’t need you to mend My tortured mind and fractured heart I just wanted to be greeted with your smile And devinity at each day’s start
I’m reminded by the bleak & the blank Of the sky As it starkly juxtaposes The chaos Inside my heart Even after a storm There’s hope
As the dust dances In the wake of the morning I’m humbled by its Tenderness As it lightly Caresses the air Around my skin Ghostly
When dust dances In the morning beams Landing on your frozen smile I’m grateful I knew you And we made our time Worthwhile
Whilst I still have to see you Every day Every moment Will keep you A Ghost To Me Of what we were The happiness We Had And how You let me Feel Good enough Thanks For taking that away Too My heart My hope My love My self worth And my delight I loved you…
Morning breaks the night Shards of colour in the light Spreading hope and inspiring delight In that brief moment there’s no fight Firey waves through clouds ignite It’s the morning, the day, a welcome sight
Everybody fooled Except the two who really care Caught in the lie Stumbling through synthetic days Playing the game Of as it was All too well. Too many words Caught in limbo Contorted between Unspoken & wished unsaid My consolation; We both play the game Of as it was All too well.
Taking solace In passing clouds Each wisp whispers Running through the sky Chasing blue Searching for sunlight With dreams anew
Hope dances In the breath between Desire & despair She trips the balance Delicately Enticingly pirouetting Between lie & love Her ballet ribboned shoes Tread tentatively Tiptoes & eggshells Like fractured glass In precarious dreams She leads triumphantly
Engines stirring & spluttering Snow shed like tears As they wear the white away And it retreats to the edges Of the waking world
Scribbles of an insomniac 