Thick Skin Isn't Everything

I watched a little beetle
crawling up the wall
it suddenly lost its grip
and to the ground did fall

protected by its armour
it simply shook its head
but then the dog did eat it
and now that beetles dead.

©spor

Capsule of Emotion

As the clouds blow by
and the sun breaks through
I close my eyes
and think of you

I see you clearly
as of you where here
the wishing it were true
brings a tear

The capsule of emotion
rolls down my face
then falls to the ground
your final resting place

It goes to join the many
I have left here before
you I miss always
I know there will be more.

©spor

Your Angel

hold me close
bring me near
i bring only love
no need for fear
I'll be there with you
through day and night
in your heart
and mind
though not insight

©spor

Inner Cry

There is this noise
deep in my ears
filled with fears
flow my tears

The noise persists
as the descibels raise
so white is pink
you can see in my eyes.

Yet still it comes
like MacBeth to the heath
the noise then stops
as I lay the wreath .

©spor

Homeless Man

Blond hair
Grey hair
Dyed hair
No hair
Walking by
Without a care
For the homeless man
In the morning air.

They would never know
he left a different life
a perfect house
no sign of strife
an adorable child
and a beautiful wife

Then one day
it all turned around
as an invisible force
pulled him to the ground
he'd carried around a subtle frown
which manifested
as a total break down .

The man that he was
he could not find
and no matter how much
his family didn't mind
he walked out the door
and left them behind.

Now sitting on a step
in front of a door
just catching his eyeline
draws your head to the floor
would you feel shame
for the disgust at your core
if you knew the story
if you knew his before.

©spor

The Raven

Quoth the raven
it always prompts
but yet it does not speak
its outlook bleak
and would gorge out your eyes
with pointed beak

Its coat
coal black
like the undertakers mac
and eyes rich in their socket
like the undertakers pocket
their posture still
as they fix a glare
like the undertaker man
trying to pretend he's not there.

taking to the air with elegance and ease
like the petals of the funeral wreaths
caught in the breeze
flying over head
still with no phrase to quote
as the undertaker man
fastens the final bolt
the casket now closed
we begin to walk
as we all depart
in the distance
a squawk.

©spor

All my pain.

Pain
pain
so much pain
it fills my body
drives me insane

physical
emotional
mental
hurt
no sign of the end
that's a cert

each linked to each other
in every way
gets harder to deal with
day after day.
feels like a race
with my heart at this pace
how i feel right now
written all over my face.

something has to give
something soon well snap
perhaps my mind
in this body
this torturous trap

or maybe my body
will just stop
stand still
no air in my lungs
no response to my will.

©spor

Build the bridge .

If only I had the words
words of weight
words of meaning
words of strength
laid on a line
they could create a bridge
between your heart my mine.

©spor

Perfect Pill Partitioning .

I think I need a pill box,
a sure sign I'm getting old,
I often forget to take my meds,
and more often have to be told,

A pill box might just keep me right,
something simple and not too bright,
with one little compartment for each day,
oh and maybe a calendar in case I stray.

©spor

Slightest bit of Blue.

Sitting in the dark
the slightest bit of blue
this is a life
I am accustomed to.

I have voices in my head
a different one in each ear
not mental health related
but voices of people near.

I can be contacted via ear piece
covert like the FBI
its contacted to a radio
permanently attached to my thigh.

A head set on the other
connected to big brother
passing me instructions
I must follow never stutter.

Sitting in the dark
the slightest bit of blue
its not a life for everyone
in fact for very few.

©spor

System upgrade Required.

Think I need an upgrade,
processing speed is slow,
I'll not comment on my performance,
that's only for one other to know,

My software feels a bit dated,
my hardwares been heavily used,
when I attempt to complete two tasks at once,
I tend to get confused,

Not sure if I need a new hard drive,
or if I just don't have enough ram,
all suggestions welcome
its g e t t i n g
w    o  r     se
o                  h
d       a
m.

------------ reboot in progress----------

©spor

Tears in my heart.

In the core of my heart
there is a formation of a tear
it expands just a little
each and every year
all the moments of sadness
heartache and woe
cluster together
in this place I know
there will come a day
when it all is too much
and this tear drop formation
is set to burst
with it will come a stream 
from each eye
As my heart gives permission
for my body to cry.

©spor

- A daughters pain.

A friend of my daughter
has just passed away
only 14 won't see another day
poor little girl
she had a weak heart
early this morning
it just gave out.

I feel full of guilt
as I share this tale
but how else to cope
to hold in the wail
I feel for the parents
of the child who has gone
their pain never forgotten
in them
she'll live on.

For us
and our daughter
we'll just have to try
to not be embarrassed
or ashamed to cry
to remember what it was
that made her a friend
and try not to think
of this day as the end.

©spor

Eyes of the Demon.

Through low lying cloud
and mountain mist
the eyes of the demon
like lips to be kissed
glowing redder than fire
they hold my glance
as the night horrors start
with the ritual dance.

I shiver and shake
as I become possessed
then the cold sweat comes
as my heart arrests
my body contorted
my mind controlled
as the darkest of secrets
I do behold.

The Inferno of Dante
a humorous tale
compared to the evil
the demonic wail
all this I see
from piercing red eyes
on the blackest mountain
where this demon resides .

©spor.

The Straw Eye Drew.

I open my eyes,
to embrace the dark,
I can smell the trees,
but see no park,
I feel the warmth,
of day on my face,
but its as dark as night,
when your in my place.

They tell me the ocean
and sky are blue,
which means something different
for me than you,
I have no concept of colour,
everythings black,
how colours make you feel,
is something I lack.

Don't pity me,
or think I miss out,
for I hear the world,
every whisper and shout,
so much of the world,
passes you by,
when you're feeling down,
I hear tears roll from your eye.

When you try to hide,
with hands on your face,
I smell the salt,
the slightest trace,
I may be blind,
but see more than you,
this is my life,
the straw that I drew.

©spor

Wide screen experience !

Where to begin,
to tell this tale,
I guess it started,
with the electrical goods sale.
A strange beginning,
I'm sure you will agree,
Its the first of the strange in this story.

Got the wide screen home,
and set it all up,
Made a cup of tea to sit and sup,
Turned the television on,
to enjoy my buy,
that's when some peculiar caught my eye.

The programme I was watching,
had been on last night,
I thought to myself,
that's not quite right,
Televisions full of re-runs,
this much we know!
But this is the time for my favourite show.

I thought no more of it the rest of the night,
But the following evening,
had a horrible fright,
The very same programme was back on again,
There is something clearly wrong,
or I'm going insane.

The following evening I left the television off,
Pulled out a dusty wireless,
I'd stored in the loft,
I sat in the kitchen,
and played with the dial,
then the sound of music,
brought a smile .

Then out of the blue,
And to my surprise,
From my front room,
I hear shouting and cries,
I hesitantly peer around the door,
The television on,
the programme strangely closer than before.

Again I switched it off,
And closed the door,
Straight away it came on,
even louder and nearer than before,
Its as if someone,
had hit zoom on the remote,
Or the characters had taken something,
to make them bloat.

Yes I know it sounds funny,
You think you'd laugh and cry,
But I was genuinely terrified,
like when you think you're going to die,
full of fear and panic,
I ran for the door,
Had to get out of the house,
I couldn't take anymore.

I lifted my keys,
from the table in the hall,
made a dash for the door,
something made me fall,
I looked around behind me,
to see what it was,
An arm stretched from the front room,
kind of human with claws,

I sure you can imagine,
what happened next,
yes I emptied my bowel,
and lashed out with kicks,
eventually I made it back to my feet,
opened my door,
and fell into the street.

I pulled the door closed behind me,
and with sigh of relief,
had a quick look around,
I say quick I mean brief,
for this was the moment,
when my fear was rife,
as the street was full of television characters,
who had all come to life.

I knew I'd have to leg it,
as fast as I could,
I thanked God for my figure,
My weight was good,
With the thought of being lean,
I turned to run,
this wide screen experience,
was definitely not fun,

The programme that had been running,
last night and before,
was currently pouring out of the screen,
and onto my floor,
just at that moment,
a thought came to me,
did I sign up to extra protection,
with the lifetime guarantee?

a
h
h
h
h
!

©spor

Our New Dog (Juno)

Got ourselves a dog,
An English Springer Spanial,
The only problem is,
She came without the manual,

She gets ever so excited,
and is the centre of attention,
she loves to walk at her own pace,
from my shoulder to her collar is tension,

She will lay down on her back,
then hit you with her paw,
to let you know she wants her belly rubbed,
Its the cutesst thing I ever saw,

She's not allowed in the dining room,
and definitely not on the beds,
but when the lights go out at night time,
she ignores those daytime ways,

I've caught in my sons bed,
wrapped up nice and tight,
and lying like me on the sofa,
now that was an interesting sight,

She is just like one of the family,
smelly and in need of a bath,
of course that's just a joke,
a little something to make you laugh,

We have fallen for her puppy eyes,
and her floppy ears that are curled,
manual or not we love her,
and wouldn't change her for the world.

©spor

Illuminate

Through the twisted limbs
I feel your touch on my face
Your warmth in my heart.

©spor

I'm not a mind reader.

Although I know you want me to
I resist the urge to read your mind
I'd prefer to hear the words from you
Less lost in translation I find

Its best if you just tell me straight
Then at least I'll know for sure
Reading minds needs me to concentrate
And the minutes in my attention span are fewer.

So tell me what I should already know
And I'll let you know if I was right
From here our relationship can only grow
And your burdens will be light.

©spor

The Heart Of Poetic Hillz

Stop
Take a moment
Then begin to breathe
Allow your thoughts,
Give them permission to bounce around your mind,
Creating links
Joining hands with imaginings
that can only exist in the minds and hearts
Of  those who have viewed
The amazing
Poetic Hills

Serenity
And solace
Protection
and inspiration
Comfort and
Love
All of this are waiting for you
In the Heart of
Poetic Hills.

©spor

I need to shave!

Caught a glance of myself in the mirror,
My beard is getting very grey,
Well I suppose I'm not getting any younger,
In fact,
I'm getting older day by day.

I don't own any property,
nor have I excelled in my career,
my earthly possessions are minimal,
and wouldn't take long to give away.

Where has the time all gone?
When I look back and analyse my life,
The only good I have to show for it
Are my two children
And my beautiful wife.

©spor

Don't take me for granted!

You depend on me,
too much,
assuming
I'll be there for support,
you expect me just to be there,
waiting,
for you,
One of these days,
you will feel the pain I do,
One of these days,
I won't be there,
waiting,
One of these days,
I will have moved,
and be there for some one else
to lean on.
After all Im just a stool.

©spor

Candle in the frozen heart

Deep within my heart
surrounded by winters frost
A flame burns for You.

©spor

(title) Please don't read me...

I Thought I asked you not to
I do not like to be read
Im a private kind of poem
I made it clear
Im sure I said.

I don't want your opinion
keep to yourself
what you think is wrong
if we just remain in silence
then maybe we'll get along

Please reserve your judgement
don't let first impressions count
Im a private kind of poem
just trying quietly
to get out.

I apologize if I seemed rude
I just don't like to be read
I worry
and get paranoid
about the thoughts inside your head

Its something I need to work on
I know its why I am here
but what if you don't like me
this is what I fear

Im a private kind of poem
and do not like to be read
overtime I hope to change this
and hope to reach your hearts instead.

©spor

Two Little Seeds

Two little seeds
I planted in a pot
Here to meet their needs
Give them everything I've got

Water for to drink
Food for them to grow
Talking helps I think
Passing over what I know

Protect them from the frost
This world can be so cold
Make sure they don't feel lost
Take advice when told

Praise them for their uniqueness
When they come to flower
Don't ignore their weakness
But don't change who they are.

A time will come the flowers will go
To plant seeds of their own
The wisdom to them you did bestow
They will use as shown

Remember you only gave them a start
When removing your gardening glove
They will be always in your heart
You can't break that bond of love.

©spor

For my children Emily and Dylan

I am Man [ Part Two ]

You claim to be almighty
the Father who will always forgive,
but you have a strange way of deciding
Who should die and who should live.

Half the world is starving
while the other half is getting fat,
as they consume the earth resources
chewing through it like a rat.

Old and young both dying of incurable disease,
you stand back and watch it
despite all the prayers and pleas,

All these people who have loved you
don't deserves such pain,
but you have no problem with it
as its plentiful as rain.

I see the tears and broken hearts
of loved ones left behind,
I see that look of empty eyes
and hatred in their mind,

You have the power to stop this,
which leaves me asking why?
yes its true I question you
me and ordinary guy,

I feel just like your son did
as blood ran down his face,
I'm questioning your intentions
for me and the human race.

©spor

again I hope I have caused no offence to any one in the creation of this piece.

feed back always welcome. :-)

I am Man [ Part One ]

Eli Eli
lema sabachthani,
the words of your son
as you left him out to dry,
nailed upon crossed
that was hoisted towards the sky,

My God, my God
why have you forsaken me,
these the words he uttered
while pinned up like a prayer,
you left him, your own son
and you expect me to believe you care.

©spor

to be continued ....

I am God [Part Two]

I bathed the land in water
to wash away the bad,

I sent to you my son
the only I had,

He came to you freely
attempting to show your flaws,

For you alone he was crucified
not for any personal cause,

Prophets have been plenty
there to guide you through the dark,

I made manna fall from heaven
when the desert was bleak and stark,

I have been there for you always
even when you didn't believed,

I feel I've now played all my cards
and have nothing up my sleeve,

I asked of you to listen
please set aside that pride,

I only wanted to let you know
for you all at least I tried,

Its not that I'm abandoning you
its just I have to go,

When you try as hard as I have
then you'll understand you'll know.

I leave you on your own now
to fix this mess your in,

I won't be here to help you
I have no idea where to begin.

©spor.

Please note that I am not religious in any way but have respect for those who are. I hope I have caused no offence to any one through the creation of this piece. both parts 1&2.

thanks. :-)

I am God [Part One]

Who do you think you are
to even dare to question me?

Don't forget I am God
and I created everything you see,

Puny little man
continually challenging my ways,

I demonstrated my power
creating this world in seven days,

You constantly complain
about the things I choose to do,

The only regret I've had
is taking time to make you,

I gave you all this beauty
but you're always wanting more,

The greed you have inside you
has become an intolerable bore,

You take the things
you do not need,

With no care for the world
while I watch it bleed,

You hate your fellow man
and engage in physical assault,

But if you lose or don't get your way
some how its Me that is at fault?

I should have seen this coming
when you ate the apple from the tree,

I really thought you'd learn a lesson
not make a fool of me,

I leave you on your own now
to fix this mess your in,

I shouldn't be the one to sort it
when its you committing the sin,

I cleaned the place up in Sodom
And vowed I'd never do that again,

So think about the innocents
and spare them that great pain,

I know I gave you freedom
and the power to make a choice,

I only ask of you now
that you listen to my voice.

©spor

to be continued ........

Hear my thoughts.

Hear my thoughts
before I say them
I seem to have difficulty
with the words

I see them clearly
inside my head
but when I open my mouth
silence comes out instead

Hear my thoughts
I can't say them
I'm sure you know
what they are.

You can see them perfectly
if you look in my eyes
read them aloud
ignore your surprise

I hear my thoughts
now you say them
and now I know
you heard them to

You can see them naked
as they float through the air
these are now our thoughts
and ones that we share.

Hear my thoughts
now I say them
and happily listen
to yours in return .

©spor

Diffused

I write
because I have to
there is limited room
inside by head
I leave these thoughts
and words for you
Or I would explode
and then be dead.

©spor

- I dream alone

I had that dream again
the one that never ends
Where I find myself isolated
where I have no family or friends

At least I think it was a dream
sometimes I'm just not sure
please bare with me a second

Hello Is Anybody There ???

©spor

P.O.E.T.R.Y

P for the pause before I
   write,

O for the ordinary I try to
   fight,

E for excitement as words
   start to flow,

T for the thoughts that grow
   and grow,

R for the reception from you
   my friends,

Y for the yearning this
   poetic affair never ends.

©spor

Hands of Time

Time slows with age
as Father Times arthritic hands
slowly begin to seize
while choking
the last remaining grains of sand
from the hour glass.

©spor

hidden sun

So cold is the night
that the sun hides faraway
until the morning.

©spor

My Beating Heart

My beating heart
taps the rhythm of a name
over and over
its always the same
it is this rhythm
that keeps me alive
clearly without it
I would never survive
this name in my heart
is not something new
its always the same
and belongs to you.

©spor

For my beautiful Wife.

Dark Eyes

Dark eyes
follow me.

Everywhere I go
every time I turn

Dark eyes
hollow and empty me

I can not stop
never stare

Dark eyes
swallow me

Consumed by fear
I hide in perpetual motion .

©spor

Grow

I planted my feet
deep into this fertile earth
to grow into man.

©spor

Choices

I once had a friend
who was a Druid
he would walk his dogs in the park
and share his thoughts with the trees
It was his way of life
one he choose

but I suspect strongly maintained
by huge quantities of cannabis
smoke on a very regular basis.
but no tree hugging here
not from me
not today
that's all in the past very far away.

©spor

Not Alone

while walking
alone
through an empty park
I feel surrounded by life

not a sinner
in sight
no soul to be seen
but I know I'm not alone

A religious man
may feel that God
is walking by his side
giving comfort for the long road home

but I am not religious
not a man of God
or Buda, Krishna nor Jehovah
Allah or  which ever name you choose

I do not follow them
while walking through an empty park
just as they do not follow me home in the dark , keeping me safe.

Still
I feel that presence
as though I'm not alone
and not face to be seen.

I will never know the answer
why I never feel alone
but I want to take this moment to thank you,
for your company on my journey home.

©spor

m

making magical moments
in my monumental menagerie
merely makes me mindful of
more meaningful company .

©spor

terrified toys

two teddy toys tremble
as
dangerous dinosaurs dance
for
frenzied feeding follows
their
rigorously rehearsed romance.

©spor

A touch of light......

The light
through an open door way
shone

Magical
as it cuts its way through the
air

Sparkling
like a fresh water spring high on a
mountain

Drawn
to the light my hand
outstretched

Reaching
to hold and grasp a piece of this
divinity

Clasping
my fist tight I withdraw to my dark
corner

Carefully
I peer through closed
palms

Disappointed
I fall to the floor
heartbroken

Relinquishing
my grip falls not heaven but
dust
 
©spor

Drip........

Drip
drip
drip

echoes round the walls
through the house
every room infected
there is no hiding
no place to find peace

Drip
Drip
drip

it continues
accompanied now
with the constant trickling
of cascading water
down window panes

Drip
Drip
Drip

Louder still
no end in sight
as this infinite loop
of ambience
pollutes my ear

DRIP
DRIP
DRIP

I am drowning
in waves of frequency
my sense diluted
by this steady bombardment
of tiny water bombs

Drip
dRIP
DriP

©spor

Not a Metamorphic Miracle .

I am wrapped
surrounded
contained
with in this outer shell.

A protective layer
my bullet proof vest
my force field
my cocoon.

Built by my own hands
erected through my own desire
created for my own needs
designed only for me.

I will not emerge
transformed
to bask in the sun
no metamorphic miracle here.

No butterfly effect
or internal realisations
no rude awakenings
no eureka moments
no epiphanies.

I am wrapped
surrounded
contained
with this outer shell

this is who I am.

©spor

Blind Silence

Deafened by silence
isolation completed
when the world falls dark

©spor

No end to winter.

still the frost settles
a shimmering blanket wrap suffocating spring.

©spor

Tired Eyes

tired eyes
begin to burn  
as my blood drained finger slows 
waiting on my brain

to catch up.

sleep will end all pain

©spor

Maternal Moment.

Twig by twig
I build
From nothing
To now
Surrounded by home
I await my family
Enjoying what is left of silence
The rest
Before little mouths consume me.

©spor

The Machine

The machine still turns,
as I close my eyes,
to embrace the night.
The distant engines hum like busy worker bees.
working for hive.

©spor

Broken

I look
Through empty eyes
At vacant space
For I see no further
Than my mind allows

My world is
Broken
Tortured
and demented
Painfully tormented

Caught
Trapped
Engulfed by fear
Whilst the parasite
Of hate devours internally

I know
They multiply
These parasites
Feasting on all that is good
Leaving only the bad.

The pressure
Building with in
Will need escape
A weakness
To work its way through

The rotten carcass
Of who I was
Implodes
My world
Is broken.

©spor

windows to the soul.

we search

we stare

we gaze longingly

as only in the eyes of the one we love

do we truly see ourselves.

©spor

- 3 Shots

one
two
three
shots I heard

my heart began to beat wildly

one
two
three
shots poured

delicately in to a froth filled cup.

one
two
three
shots two to the body

one to the head.

©spor

Only Four Inches.

four inches of snow
traffic comes to a halt
road services response
" its not our fault"

four inches of snow
preventing UK vehicles drive
they should look to Canada
see how they survive

four inches of snow
half the schools are closed
parents forced to stay at home
some I am sure don't oppose.

four inches of snow
slowly melting away
and you can guarantee for years to come
they'll all talk about this day.

©spor

Sky Eye

I stared up at the sky
on this cold winter night
when all of a sudden
I was filled with fright.

A powerful dragon soared
high up above
with wings spread wide
eyes devoid of love.

All smoke and fire
surrounded its mass
and in a blink of an eye
the demon had passed.

Perhaps it seen me
and that's why it fled
but that did not explain
the mermaid in its stead.

This beautiful creature
just drifted along
and where once there was fire
there now was a song.

The beautiful chords
just hung in the air
as she drifted along
just brushing her hair.

The song quickly ended
when behind her head
appeared two brawling giants
their might being displayed.

As one of the giants
knocked the other one down
he placed on his head
a magnificent crown.

The sky then fell silent
the night again clear
the clouds had dispersed
there was not one near.

My imagination exhausted
after such exercise
so I climbed into bed
and shut my eyes .

©spor

Never Reach

Slowly I wander
over freshly fallen snow
I have picked a point
ahead
straight ahead on the horizon
and walk

this journey will be long
and cold
and lonely
as I wade out over the snow covered
wilderness
Isolated

myself and my thoughts
grow weary
as the cotton-like crystals
begin once more
to drift from the grey sky

the point I marked
ahead on the horizon
my goal
seems as far away
as out of reach
as before.

For the first time
I look back
I look back to see
what I have left behind
to impress myself
on how far I have come

I want to view the progress
I have made on this journey
on every journey
If I can measure it in time
and distance
I will know if my goal is
attainable.

Nothingness
I have not been
I did not exist before this moment
all trace of me removed
buried
hidden

I am alone
Isolated on a cold
snow covered plain
I have my goal in sight
and that is where it shall always be.
just in sight
never within reach.

©spor

Change....

Moving can be hard
But when the decision
has been made
Yourself you have empowered
No need to be afraid.

To try something different
Or do something new
Or get lost to find yourself
To discover what
makes you you.

Use the gifts that you have
To aid enjoyment of life 
Dont waste them
on others
Who appreciate
not the strive.

The effort  and hours
That a gift can take
can be more important 
than the result
The idea
The make

Be all you can be
in your life ahead
Remember these words
And when and why
they were said.

©spor

Circles

Going in circles
means making the same mistakes
while getting dizzy.

©spor

For you I write.

For you all
i write
my paragraphs
my standard
first drafts

so sometimes
you may
come across
a mistake
or get to the end
and think
for fxxks sake

have i just
wasted
a minute
of my
precious time
to read
some wanna be
do nothing
but whine .

or maybe
if im lucky
you like
the words
that i use
and can relate
to the emotion
the social statement
or views.

either way
I'd like to
thank you
for taking the time
for again
reading down
through this
simple
rhyme .

other works
still to come
well the words
are in my head
haven't figured
out their order
but its late
so to bed.

©spor

Blind

If seeing is believing
Then I must be blind
For I can not believe
The hatred from Mankind.

Your Place In Paradise...

Sleep little Angel of mine
close those tired
those weary eyes
that have seen so much pain
so much sorrow
so much joy
received
borrowed and given

love.

Through closed eyes
let the pure light from the moon
guide you
let her light your path
until you reach your journeys end
and you find rest

peace.

Breathe deep
and slow
and drift away to paradise
where you lie on golden sand
that echoes the curvature of your body
every breath

grounding.

Slowly baked by the sun
now under the moon
the sand radiates
warming your body to the core
every inch of your skin
every muscle
every fibre in your body
soothed

relaxed.

Breathe
listen to the silence
hear its whispers
confide to the wind your worries
and let her take them far away
let her set you free
from fear

hush!

Sleep little Angel of mine
paradise will be there
and shall always keep you safe
shelter from your pains
breathe

deep
slow
close your eyes
and drift away.

©spor

Faith and Youth

i ignored you
when you called my name
i denied you
when you felt pain
i cursed you
when you claimed we were the same
i begged of you
when i needed help
i followed you
when i let trust develop
i was there for you
when i needed you most
but you ignored
my calls
denied my prayers
and cursed
my life
At least now that we are both older
we can be friends


©spor

When Life Begins

Only in the darkness
can you see the light,

Only in the light
can you see the path,

Only when you see the path
can you chose to walk it,

Only when you walk the path
can life begin.

©spor