#time #love #loss #life
Taken from me way too soon
I sit at night and stare at the moon
Answers never seem to come
Hurt everyday from losing you mum
People say it’ll be fine in time
They’re not living in my mind
People try to help you through
The only help is inside of you
When a big part of your heart breaks
It cannot be mended with sticky tape
To those who hurt deep down inside
I always think of you by my side
Once again the hurt upon us
Thrust in upon our soul
Why must this happen so
I fear it’ll never go
We imagine all this change
Though to what we are unsure
Just something in our souls
We’ve felt it once before
Stand your ground let it be
Strength will keep you safe
Fight with all your gypsy now
So wrapped within her cape
The storm has gone slowly now
Your safe again once more
Your gypsy soul protected you
Special being of folklore
Take heed, breathe out slow
Feel your comfort deep inside
Keep belief in your heart
Sit back enjoy the ride
White witches are around you
Your protectors many come
There’s many beating hearts
But beside you beat as one
Dont be afraid to try something new
The power is deep within you
Anxiety levels rising high
Your in control, I promise just try
You never quite know what lyes ahead
Is it better that way for you instead
Daily life can drain you so
Round in circles where to go
Keep on going your doing fine
All will be right with time
Try to let the fear subside
You have the strength deep inside
Sitting sipping my caramel latte feeling anxious about everything and I mean EVERYTHING! It’s quite overwhelming as although I’ve suffered anxiety and depression since I was 15, this is feeling like something different.
I know ever since the C word has been with us for two years it’s had a massive affect on everyone in some way or another. I’m feeling so so guilty and angry that I wasn’t with my mum at the end f her life.
I should’ve have fought more to be there, but we were all literally cut off from our family and friends, there was just sheer terror that all of a sudden was put upon us.
I still can’t get my head round it. Seems one day we’re living our ordinary lives and the next thing we knew was a terrible virus was upon the world.
Tick tock goes the clock on the mantelpiece
I hear it all the time even in my sleep
Time goes by so quickly now
Though feelings stay the same
My healing heart still hurts a lot
It will never be the same
How am I to carry on trying to pretend
Making out I’m fine when I think about the end
Got to keep going but for how long
I know I keep on trying
Trying so hard to stay strong
I feel inside I’m dying
Time goes by so quickly
Though not quick enough for me
I hurt so much inside my heart
If you look deep inside you’ll see
Tick tock goes the clock on the mantlepeice
When it stops finally I know I’ve found my peace
So it begins again, dreaded fears
Overwhelming sobbing tears
Stinging down my rosy cheeks
Why must I always feel so weak
Do I deserve all this demise
I look into my lifeless eyes
All I wanted was a normal life
Maybe one day become a wife
Do we really know, do we care
If hurt once the scar is there
Buried deep within your soul
To carry on, to reach your goal
It doesn’t get easier, not at all
No one there to stop your fall
All the years of fighting on
Trying hard to stay strong
You carry on, but slowing down
Keep upright, afix your crown
knowing that the day will come
I’ll be beside my angel mum
So where do we start again
Can we begin without any pain
Why does it seem fear awaits
Do we all feel that it’s somehow fate
I’ll never understand no not at all
Your gone from me I feel so small
I don’t want to be here at times
Though I try my best to act fine
If only by drinking plenty more wine
It’s not really fair on those around
I must stay strong in mind be sound
Never forgetting my promise to you
To stay strong in everything I do
I often wonder if this life was planned
Would I’ve changed it beforehand
Sad and happy, false and true
Why did I put my trust in you
So what am I to learn from this
We don’t all feel eternal bliss
Is it what we signed up for
Queuing up at your sacred door
Only to be fooled into thinking
My soul is positively shrinking
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