I was young, frail, withdrawn and lonely
Thoughts were grey, And big eyes empty
Filled with sorrow, pain and despair
View distorted but distant images clear

The valley seemed much too wide
The river was far too deep
The Mountains were too high
And My only safety net was to sleep

I felt no purpose really
My journey ahead felt long
My shame and disappointment
Of a road that had long gone

My future world
I found difficult to paint
Waiting for something to happen
I’m glad I had the power to wait

All my life i’m self-destructing
guilt ridden and quite disrupting
Is it me? Or was it the others?
Im Self-rejecting and have dysfunctional lovers

Patterns no longer prove useful
Cause it’s so much easier to live youthful

And Not change the familiar
But act out my role
Live in Defence
And hide in my hole

I still seek independence
With desire to recover
Although a witness to not a great life
But convinced to discover

Alone I escaped my garden of agony
And missed the train
But with strength to be free

It’s a mystery why it’s 50/50
Why my inner and outer world don’t agree
Why can’t they live in harmony
And let things heal inside of me

Broken bottles, relationships and lies
Don’t want no more
Heartache, sadness or goodbyes.

So eventually nothing can hide
and with some internal strength
well-being and pride
Get up off the floor



Woodford Green, United Kingdom

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A true story!



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