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Wednesday, 9 May 2018

Battleship




Battleship
I gave you too much credit for far too long,
I thought that you were different, that you were the one.
But you never saw the tears I cried, or the hurt in my heart when you lied,
The absence of a compliment meant everything I did was wrong.
I heard it all, everyday, nothing was right, if it wasn’t your way…
Now you wonder why I walk away…

You can’t feel my pain, you don’t feel your own emotions,
I held on when I was drowning, now that’s devotion.
I felt myself losing grip, it was you who sunk my battleship,
Now the stories already written,
I’m broken but I forgive you, for my own sake, my own peace mind,
Nothing much ever came from two people being unkind.

Despite my agony, I tried to understand, but you never saw past your own misery.
I never got a word in, you always wanted to be heard, you changed so much,
I don’t recognise you, it’s absurd.
I think that I held onto the image I once had of you,
The laughter in your eyes, when we first fell in love,
To my sad surprise, your kindness died,
And I was left with your shell.
You plunged me into Hell…

You can’t feel my pain; you don’t feel your own emotions,
I held on when I was drowning, now that’s devotion.
I felt myself losing grip, it was you who sunk my battleship,
Now the stories already written,
I’m broken but I forgive you, for my own sake, my own peace of mind,
Nothing much ever came from two people being unkind.

Yes my heart’s worn and weary, my eyes red and teary,
I wanted  so much for you to be, my prince charming,
But I knew maybe this one, is a battle I wasn’t meant to win,
I hope and pray, you find peace one day,
And in my heart you’ll always live.

Monday, 7 May 2018

Let Go



They say you can’t tell a man you love him,
You have to inspire him to step up to love’s call,
But the inspiration’s all run dry,
And there’s no crack in his wall.
And the paint pots are empty,
The colours have faded long ago,
Your crayons are smashed,
Your brush is dry,
Deaf you are to a lover’s cry,
True love’s patience you’ll never know.

Lingering in the shadows, I feel your presence,
Is it love gone bitter, or pride and ego,
That keep you trapped?
The world is a colourful palette,
Waiting to brighten your vacant soul,
Your shades of grey, they are you, faded,
Keep out the colour, as long as you maintain control.

I held a candle burning bright, I protected the flame,
I cared for it, and keep out the wind,
But it was all in vain.
The moment I turned my back,
You blew it out with vigor,
But now, I’m on the outside,
No longer will I linger.

A ghost of who your were, dances somewhere in my mind,
But even he is fading fast,
A memory lost to time,
Slowly the leaves are returning, to the deaded branches of my mind,
Laughter can be hard again, and its sweet sound is so sublime,
I close my eyes and let in the sunshine in, as it kisses my once cold and vapid face,
I learned to let love let me go,
But hope I forever will embrace.



Tuesday, 1 May 2018

Me, Myself and I


I love cute illustrations. I've always been fascinated by illustrations since I was a child,and I always thought I'd grow up to be an illustrator. Somewhere along the way though, I discovered my love for the written word, far outweighed my love of art. 

I do however want to study art in some capacity,even if I just borrow a book from the library and or have online drawing lessons, but for now I am content getting my books out and working with illustrators.

You can't do everything,but you can try lol.

I had this drawing down a few years back fro my blog pic, and here's my new one I just got done.

I'm totally loving it and will be updating my blog design down the track, as time, and funds allow.