The eyes of the fool are in the ends of the Earth.
Stood in a book I once read.
But how does the fare when a persons World
Ends at the foot of their bed? 

The Ceiling Marks the…

A suitcase  of memories,  heart full  of sorrow. 

Eyes filled with emptiness. No Dreams for tomorrow. 

Plans turned to nothing. Here standing alone. 

Each room echoes emptiness. Now call it home. 

 The awful sound of tea…

I’ve had my cry 
I WANT TO SCREAM 
I carry myself as a lady 
WHY WHY WHY, AGAIN 
I hide the pain oh so well 
FOR WHAT TO PLEASE THE FUCKING WORLD 
I smile and greet the day in silence …