The Trouble with Being Human

Born into a bloodline with closed eyes

Hope and fear is turned into love when they open

You hold onto a parent’s hand with trust knowing that you can never fall

Their grasp keeps you smiling throughout those blind years with joy

Seen as naivety to the old who are quick to lose their hopeless love and joyless trust

They tell you that your childish reality was nothing but a dream

Your eyes open wide as the world expands to more than blood

Hands reach out to you offering you more, your hope and fear turn into love when you take them

You hold onto all that you can with trust locking away the fear that they might let you go

Stumbling every now and again is part of our design

Beware that some will use the marks left behind to loosen your hold

Their petty nooses will fall short of hanging you, drawing and quartering you

Language learnt from when eyes open, those innocent beginnings flow into dangerous waters

With turning tides that can be twisted and misheard, misplaced or misconstrued

Your words might betray you, whilst others use them to severe your grip

Fingers unclasp and hands fall away with only fear left to hold onto

Forgiveness can be found with that blind hopeless love found in your blood

Severed ties can be renewed with hope and joy once again

Let others be bitter whilst you run to your next adventure holding on tight

For your mind and your heart never stop growing, and that is the trouble with being human

 

Cake on the Floor

Careful now, careful,

It’s okay we’ll make it

A quick hike and we’ll be there,

Take lots of pictures,

What beautiful flowers,

Forget-me-nots how sweet,

Almost there, nearly,

Don’t wander too far,

I might get lost,

Slow down I can’t keep up,

Wait, don’t go,

I can’t carry it alone,

Oh no it’s falling,

It’s raining I can taste it,

Please look back,

Don’t just keep going,

Watch your step, wait

You trod on the flowers,

What were they worth anyway,

It looks like fun over there,

I’ll just stay here,

I can’t very well leave,

Not now there’s cake on the floor.

 

 

For You

How can a love so strong exist?

My chest aches when I try to define it,

The world stops when I am beside you,

How can I put words to such a feeling?

Your eyes of innocence blind me,

Your gentle touch breaks every part of me,

Your beauty weakens me,

How is such purity possible in this devastating world?

To say I love you will never be enough,

To say you make this world a better place is too little,

You are my soul, my heart,

Without you, love would be but a word free from meaning,

You are love, and you are perfectly impossible.

Bed Sheet Terrors

It’s too hot under the covers
Just kick them to the side,
But without their protection
How will you survive?

The hands the claws the teeth,
Are waiting for your skin
One wrong move and you’ll be gone,
Crawling deep within.

Sweet dreams my darling angel,
Even if it is too hot
Keep covered up and cosy,
Or in its belly you will rot!