Tuesday, 25 June 2013

one minute magic ...

Zach: Hey mum try this with me
J: Ok
Zach: I'm going to put the timer on for one minute ... now close your eyes and don't think of anything just look into the blackness
one minute later timer buzzes
Zach: Ok now open your eyes and look around. Can you see how clear everything is? Look at the pattern on this quilt, look at the '4' painted on the wall isn't it amazing?
J: Yes you're right it is
Zach: I did that on the school bus this morning and when I opened my eyes and looked out the window I swear I could see every single blade of grass. Everything is just amazing if you take the time to appreciate it.
J: I think you're amazing - some people live their whole lives and never appreciate anything like that.

Monday, 17 June 2013

overheard phone conversation

F: that piece of filth's not a mother. I want to pound her face to a bloody pulp...

Sunday, 16 June 2013

Down by the river

This is the path you have chosen
never thought it would be so hard
Skating on a heart that's frozen
never knew it had got so scarred

This is the road you're walking
sometimes all you can do is pray
It feels like death is stalking
and safety's miles and miles away

Remember all the fun and laughter
the love, the hopes, the dreams
Your belief in 'happy ever after'
turned into nightmare screams

You need to go down by the river
let the clear water wash you clean
Time's always been the great forgiver
your refuge when he gets too mean

Tuesday, 11 June 2013

like the summer sun

I miss you like the summer sun
when winter's grip is on
I miss you like a drowning man
misses air when it's all gone

You can't say

You can't say I didn't love you
never say it wasn't real
you were the heaven in my hell
the only heartbeat I could feel

You can't say I didn't love you
never say it wasn't right
you were my sun and moon
you were my day and night

You can't say I didn't love you
never say I didn't care
my home's inside your heart
and if you look I'll still be there

Friday, 7 June 2013

Soul Pollution

the words you scream
pollute your soul
they bury themselves
deep inside your brain
they gnaw at your flesh
invade your sense of self
you think you're going mad
and blame me for your agony
but the real enemy is you
the real victim ... is you
the real pain is the one
that you relive countless times
and every time you abuse me
you dig your soul
a deeper hole