living

The sea

Is judging us.

Its calm beauty

Unwavered.

Its flow

Uninterrupted 

Our pasts

Unimportant 

Our sadness 

Unnoticed

The sea 

Is judging 

Our petty issues

Our lovers quarrels 

And our broken hearts

The sea has been broken

Polluted

It carries the dead 

In its arms

It has been redirected

Lead to barrenness 

It carries the reminders

Of every breath that

Dipped in unthankfully

Unknowing

That the sea 

Is judging us. 

It has grief beyond

A hundred lifetimes 

Of our pain and anguish

The sea judges us

Because it says

Flow

Free

Undying in your faith

Move

Move your battle away from the time

When you felt like your trust was taken piece by piece and shot down until it was beyond repair. 

Move your battle away from the feeling 

When your heart skipped a beat,  not in love but surrounded by fear and insecurity. 

Move your battle away from the life

Where you lived in a paranoia, an illusion that they were out to get you and you had to escape. 

Move your battle away from the hell

That you gave yourself for falling weak in your knees and giving yourself away for too little. 

Move your battle away from the death

Of happiness inside your body where every cell within you cried and hoped it would cease to exist. 

Move your battle away from the battles that need to be left alone.  The battles you don’t have to fight.  The battles you’re not meant to deal with.  

Your battle is life.  It is living.  Now.  Not then when things were happier or worse.  Now.  

Right fucking  now. 

Live. 

Fight the battle to live.  To feel.  To believe.  To recover.  

To love. 

Yourself first.  

A song for love

For all you lovers who have to go through distance


A hundred days since I saw you

A hundred nights since I kissed you

You break my heart and you make my heart

You’re the deranged being who stole my heart
Heart heart heart
Where is my heart?
A hundred days since I saw you

A hundred nights since I kissed you
My ribcage is empty and my eyes are weeping 

My life is simply a disaster in waiting.
Wait wait wait 
Where is all this time? 
A hundred days since I saw you

A hundred nights since I kissed you
I lost my virginity to your eyes

And when you went you took my sight

And that’s how we screwed our both lives
Life life life

Where is our life? 
A hundred days since I saw you

A hundred nights since I kissed you
Wake me up and take me away

Let’s just forget everything for a day

Behave like bunnies and smoke away
Wake wake wake

Where is this day? 
A hundred days since I saw you

A hundred nights since I kissed you

Victory 

Plead guilty. 

Find the truth 

You are there

For you

Breathe gently. 

Spare the venom 

You are yours

And yours alone

Redeem your honour

Crush the bones

Your word is true

Solely to you

Complete the game

Play it fair 

Win it square

Victory is ours 

Victory is ours

Victory is ours

And remember

It’s ours alone

Warning signs

Warning signs. 

Songs of the deep dark. 

Howls from the bottom 

Of the heart 

Are warning signs

The beauty of the night 

The biting lip and 

The trickle of blood

Are warning signs

The wriggling toes

And shaky hands

Sticky with sweat. 

Are warning signs

Beware of the sighs 

And the lovely eyes

Full of gleam, they

Are warning signs

Clenched teeth and 

Despair in the voice

Full of words

Are warning signs

Of what of what 

Of decreasing valor

And rising grime

In the soul 

Of what of what. 

Of stumbling truth

And upright lies

Crawling from within

Of what of what. 

Of coughing up courage

Where silken failure

Lies waiting.

Of what of what. 

Of beauty dying

And the ugly taking over

The mind

Of what of what

Of lovely defeat 

All wrong surfacing

And drowning the might

There are warning signs

Of what not 

Love me

Like a glass shard pierced through you

And pained the unmovable hand 

Bleeding right through the bandages 

And you couldn’t think of anything else

The agony shot in your nerves

And the apathy of the breeze abound

The gaping flesh wound disappearing 

And only the feeling left behind.

Love me.  Love me.  Love me. Love me.