picking up the pieces
and wanting to care for you
do you want me to?

with its bucket and spade
making its sandcastle dreams
but life has washed them away

you changed the way i write
the pattern on my brain
you changed the shape of my frame

Mad or Sane it does not really matter if i am mad or if i am sane i still have … More

there are no problems
only people,
there is no hate,
only people

burnt oak,
burnt oak being
scratching a living
from the all seeing

it takes two to tango,
but just one to fall to apart
one to find the finish line
and one to falter at the start

love and respect
i cradle one in my arms
but one has got up and left
and although one is still alive
the other has died a death