I look happy on the outside,
Because the inside is what i’m trying to hide.
A bullet has pierced my heart,
now my whole world is falling apart.
This time I thought I had it,
but now it’s hurting me quite a bit.
I close my eyes clench my fists,
wondering if to cut my wrists.
A dark cloud sits over my head,
o how I wish I was dead.
I sit here with a big frown,
wondering what I did wrong.
I did everything I should,
to me things were going good.
I was so nervous to ask,
it seemed like a huge task.
When I asked I lost the air in my lungs,
but then she said o I was too young.
I thought she was joking,
but then I felt my heart-broken.

As I wander the lonely streets
that were once an animate space.
I stop and wonder, think about when I met her in this place.
Our parting words on that fair day were soft, sweet and slow.
The future never concerned me before, but then I had to know.
The families who lived here, they don’t anymore.
The children who played, had grown up years before.
The music that played, now just a tune in my head.
The bright warm sun has years ago left.
I think about that magical day and how it changed me life.
I remeber it so clearly, because the woman is now my wife.

At the moment I feel stressed,
I feel my life’s one big mess.
Hiding behind a front is no good,
all I want is to be loved.

All the things we’ve got to hide,
getting through each day from stride to stride.
all the early mornings, late nights, I cannot handle,
all I feel is to strangle.

The medication makes me sleepy and dosy,
I’ve stopped taking this, because without it I feel cozy.
The stress of the trial, my mum’s mate,
I don’t know what will happen, I’ll only see from fate.

Then the hurt and anger I carry inside,
I feel to curl up and die.
Finding a way to see people and get through the day,
I keep asking myself is there a way ?

Well Im sick of feeling like this,
as some people take the piss.
I hope to help myself, and for you to help me too,
so no more anger and feeling blue.

Mum just a few words to say you inspire me,
your heart of gold, I know you’d die for me.
You are a treasure in so many different ways,
I know deep down I owe you nothing but praise.
I’ve finally realised you are my rock,
No more drink, no more t.w.o.cs
as you mean more to me than 20 vodka shots.
All my life living a lie,
I’ve put you through hell over the years.
But hopefully I can make a menze and cry happy tears,
no more restless nights, no more fear.
just an all round sound of cheer.
I’ve written this poem simply to say,
I love you more tomorrow, than I do today.

It was a cold, windy night,
all surrounded by light.
It wasn’t the best of years,
as it all ended in tears.

It was dull, wet and very grey,
nothing to do but sit and pray.
As my granddad was very ill,
then that night he just stopped still.

The feeling you cannot explain,
but you could see, he was no longer in pain.
He was warm, still and had colour,
but after an hour his colour turned to sorrow.

Then the men came and took him away,
‘Why’? is all I could say.
After the days had past,
I got to see him at last.

I can still see him now,
all dressed in a suit,
He felt as hard as marble, I wondered how?

Then the final day approached,
no more granddad, I got ill but managed to cope.
I still remember the person he was,
the laugh’s, the jokes and the love he had for us,
I’ll never forget or give up hope,
that I’ll meet him again,
until then I’ll have to cope

Hurt, pain, disappointment and grief.
One family reunion I often have to meet.
We sit and chat, stare and loath
all of this happened when I lost control.
Love is gone has passed my way.
Looking back from the past I wish the future would stay.
Misery and loneliness cousins of despair.
Around this table we meet again and share.
They know me and I know them.
We converse awhile as the voice within.
Awakens my spirit to what can be.
I finally stant this meeting I must flee.
See you next week.
Same time same coffee house.
This time bring a friend.

I wish I could express the feelings I hide inside,
Every time I see you, the feelings seem to hide.
I may go on like I don’t care,
but really Im just screaming out to be there.
I see you’re in pain,
and in a way we’ve been through the same.
I really would love to hold you tight,
not hiding in the spot light.
I wish we could walk condoling hand in hand,
but what would people say? They wouldn’t understand.
I hold a torch for you
that no one else knows,
you to me are the meaning of a single rose.
but as this is a wish, I guess I’ll have to keep hold of my t-bone
and wish this over and over again.
until then I’ll have to settle for friends

What day will we die?
Who really can know?
So, while we’re still living,
Let’s give it a go!
Go talk to your neighbor,
stop by, see a friend.
Take time for your family,
That rift you can mend.
I speak from experience,
if you’ve read what’s above.
I know see how time
connects with love.
See, I had a buddy,
a good friend of mine.
He said, “Let’s get together!”
I said, “That would be fine!
Yes, we must get together,
In a few days or so.”
Well, a few days went by,
but I didn’t go.
And now it’s too late,
I realize.
A few days ago, my good friend died.
You see, I’ve learned from this segment
of life I’ve gone thru.
I trust that this knowledge
has been passed on to you.
What day will we die?
Who really can say?
We may have a century,
or perhaps just a day.
Our time has a value,
too precious to lose.
How will we use it?
This we must choose.

How deep can love run?
Sometimes it becomes a lot more than just a little fun.
When a fire is lit in your belly
then you look down and your legs have turned to jelly.
Jumping with joy hoping it will never end
Looking at your beautiful partner and thinking what a godsend.
To be or not to be, is that really the question?
Of course it is, what a ridiculous suggestion.
Faith is what keeps love alive.
Determination is what makes you thrive.
Relationships make life worth living.
If it weren’t for them we would have no beginning.
To the paths in life we choose.
That makes us who we are, even if we sometimes loose.
Don’t be sad everything in life must come to an end.
Just don’t try to relight a flame that we cannot mend.
The choice you make you do it for a reason.
Even if some might view it as slightly out of season.
Yes, we all face adversity and defeat.
But you’re the one who’s responsible for getting back on your feet!
Live, grow; enjoy what life has to offer.
Because when you’re old, you just look back and prosper.
Sitting there in a rocking chair reminiscing.
Thinking about all the things you have been missing.

When you try your best but you don’t succeed,
when you get what you want but not what you need,
when you feel so tried and you can’t get to sleep,
when tears coming flowing down your face,
when you lose something you can’t replace.
Up above,
or down below,
when you’re in love don’t let it go!
If you never try you will never know!
But remember it is all there for you to show!