Don't know what's real anymore
Don't know what's right or wrong  
Up from down
Not sure what I should feel anymore
What should I listen to?
Is it time to scrap that played out favourite song?

It's easier to kick the broken pieces to the side than pick them up and mend the heart that lies shattered on the ground
The pieces cut too deep and give an illusion that hope can be found

There are moments when I can feel the connections
The passer by in the street sharing a hello smile
The nature and its intertwining patterns and symbols
The numbers and signs on the street and how they link with the thoughts in my head or the present or past event
The songs that hold meaning and the occurrrance of the time they play out
So much to see
So much to wonder
How my eyes and mind feel open
How I long to see much more
The more I see the more I ponder
Who am I and do I belong in this splendour or should bow down and live like a square peg in round hole and make fit and form

Don't feel too much!
Don't be too weird!
Don't speak your mind!
Don't disappear!
Don't show yourself!
Don't hide away!
who am I, when washed away?

Grip my wrists let the blood slip
See the world let my view rip
Why you want to see me cry
Why you want to see and feel me die
I need some distinction to get by
Love me like I'm nothing
Hold me like I'm sin
Tear me like I'm shameless
Birth me til I win

My worth belongs to me
It will not depend on anyone else for validation
I have faced many trials alone
Embraced and opened my world up to the Unknown
Borne many scars and throughout it all I have learnt and grown
If I am met with trepidation or disdain I will know this is not my final resting place
I will rise up stronger and look fear in the eye
Cast out what no longer serves and wave it goodbye
Even when the sticky mud pulls me in and refuses to release gripping me and dragging me down
I know I have the will to fight and conquer and with a trust in faith
all in time will turn once more to peace, harmony, love, and grace.

I have come alive in your arms
Your kisses so tender and deep no separation can be felt between us
Gripping me tight and firm
each touch and sensation echoes through me like the sun has set fire to the
wind and rain

You make me feel like a woman should
You can't go back to less than that

I have lost control
A fierce fiery passion rages through me
The flames should never be put out
I hope together we can set this world ablaze.

I can see more clearly often in the blackest of nights. The hush of nightfall has a silence that speaks to me and shows me sights that others may only believe to exist in dreams or haunted nightmares.

Catch me if I fall
Too late...I am already falling....
I hope to glide on the soft warming breeze
as though I have never landed near to touch the ground

The trees branches
blow in the wind
there is movement
but still presence
Two branches
scratch at each
other causing friction
The bark chips
away
smooth now
renewed.