Survive

possessions in boxes
and long black clothes
locks on doors 
of shadowed rooms
trust at your peril
you'll wish you never did
the floor pulled from under you
nothing is real
endless anger
hate runs through veins
block out the sun
there is only pain
learn how to protect yourself
but you don't know how
just endless confusion
what's happening now
just survive

letting go

ive flown away from you - i've slipped your grasp - no more words - nothing more to say

fatherless

my father told me today that i am no beauty - that it is no wonder no man wants to stay with me - as well as lots of other stuff - if a girl/woman is not loved and protected by her own father then how can she ever hope to have any relationship with any man - how can she ever feel beautiful if her own father says she's ugly - the hate and hurt i feel because of my father are indescribable - all made much worse because i am living in my parents house and getting caught up in their horrific argumentative relationship - it is unbearable

Ten ways to win a victory for Jeremy

Ten ways to win a victory for Jeremy: By Anne Taylor

Strawbs - Part of the union 1973

look away

if i were to speak to you in everyday language and shake your hand - it would trivialize the way i feel.....i would need to wear dark glasses so that my eyes would not betray the way i feel towards you....and because i'd be lost in the dazzling brightness of who you are

perhaps then you will know me.......

sometimes i am best seen in the shadow rather than in the glare of crowds and lights, i am not so visible there, it's there you will really see me, in the veil of moonlight and silence, perhaps then you will know me....