Sunday 13 January 2013

No comfort here

The world will spin and ill commit a sin,
But you'll get no comfort here.
The sharks will bite and they'll curse something's not right,
But you'll get no comfort here.
A man will die and from my heart ill cry,
But you'll get no comfort here.
All our ears will ring till those birds they cease to sing,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Ill carry that mop to the highest tree top,
But you'll get no comfort here.
My wounds will reopen and get checked by a locum,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Even if you stamp your feet till the flood boards creek,
You'll get no comfort here.
Sob yourself a river, make yourself quiver,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Fragile china will drop, you'll split the lot,
But you'll get no comfort here.
You work hard, believe and achieve,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Stand hard as a rock and they will all mock,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Smile like your glad, let it turn you mad,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Stand face to face and act in haste,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Cry your eyes red, say every word left unsaid,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Write another letter, pray things get better,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Drop to your knees, beg of her when no-one else see's,
But you'll get no comfort here.
You'll grow strong even without a knee to sit upon,
But you'll get no comfort here.
The past will fade and the aching will stay were it laid,
But you'll get no comfort here.
Question will be asked, you will laugh,
You'll get no comfort here,
Head held high even with pain going on inside,
You'll get no comfort here,
Many memories held of the looks that turned you cold,
You'll get no comfort here,
Fall hard alone to stand up without a single moan,
You'll get no comfort here,
Growing up in a flash but these moments they last,
You'll get no comfort here,
Compassion didn't exsist, just another chore on their list,
You'll get no comfort here,
oh no, no comfort my dear..

Friday 4 January 2013

My first 20 years spent, I wave my teens goodbye,
How the years have flown oh my,
From child to now, no time to sigh or dwell,
My memories mine to show & tell,
I laughed as I watched Keenan & kell,
Cried inside when no-one could tell,
Baked cakes that had a lingering smell,
upon my demons I cast a spell,
Been exposed to fights till my head rang like a bell,
Mostly years dominated by School and friends,
the battles with myself that I never thought would end,
holidays to skegness with pocket money to spend,
I learned many things I didn't intend,
But lots left to learn I won't pretend,
The things I lent & never got back,
Stuff I broke or left with a crack,
Up high on a ride or in the garden with my tent,
These are the flashbacks of years well spent,
Cheeky but loyal, I said what I meant,
Obsessed with my toy doll till she bent,
Talking in riddles to some but I always knew what I meant,
Addicted to pintrest and many emails sent,
With a collection of Betty boops and clothes,
Moments and photos I have loads,
Summer days in the rock garden or at home as dad mowed,
Iv seen so much yet nothing at all,
In this big world I'm still so small,
Iv come along away but still won't answer a call,
Sunday mornings with my own Carboot stall,
Friday nights at the labour club with family and all,
Looking back its clear to see,
No more teens maybe but this isn't the end of me,
I'm an adult now but inside still their baby,
In this new chapter ill concer the world maybe,
As I dance around this planet in the seas of navy,
The road hasn't always been easy, infact very shady,
But through all of this I turned from teen to lady..