the truth

I hate the way you're always right, 

I hate it when you lie. 

I hate it when you make me laugh, 

Even worse when you make me cry 

I hate it when you're not around, 

And the fact that you didn't call 

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, 

Not even close… Not even a little bit… Not even at all.

They are not dead,

Who leave us this great heritage of remembering joy.

They still live in our hearts,

In the happiness we knew, in the dreams we shared.

They still breathe,

In the lingering fragrance,windblown, from their favourite flowers.

They still smile in the moonlight’s silver,

And laugh in the sunlight’s sparking gold.

They still speak in the echoes of the words we’ve heard them say again and again.

They still move,

In the rhythm of waving grasses, in the dance of the tossing branches.

They are not dead;

Their memory is warm in our hearts, comfort in our sorrow.

They are not apart from us, but part of us,

For love is eternal,

And those we love shall be with us throughout all eternity.

R.I.P Shirley, thank you for everything you have done for me. i will miss you always.

21.3.10

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I thought of you today, but that is nothing new.

I thought about you yesterday and days before that too.

I think of you in silence, i often speak your name.

All i have are memories and pictures in a frame.

Your memory is a keepsake, with which ill never part.

Heaven has you in its keeping, i have you in my heart

Miss you Daddy x

...

Maybe i should give up giving,
give up trying to be thin,
give up and turn into my mother,
God knows i love her.

And again i used arrogance as something to depend
Condemned all religion to a pitiless end
And a politician’s resonance rang through my mind
Patriotic in one sense, the other just blind

And oh so many die
Torn apart at the hands of a child
I’ll keep on going, I’ve got nothing to lose
I gave up morals when I took up you
And it’s boring to hear of another young truth
And What a typically shit thing to do

And I was so shallow to the one man that stuck around
Sunk so low that I nearly drowned
And I screamed of his heart when he wasn’t around
Consoled him recklessly, I knew you were down

Troubles

I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind.

Some come from ahead and some come from behind.

But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see.

Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!

Wee bit of advice...

Try your hardest,
Just be yourself,

Life's too short to be anyone else.