Biding My Time

I’ll keep my own counsel

As they say

And I won’t say a word

Until, that is,

He comes to find me

Then I’ll make sure my voice is heard

Happy Place

Take me back

To the sea

For it is where

I need to be

But please don’t think

That just because

You’ve emptied my pockets

It’ll be enough to stop it

For in the end

It will just be me

Sinking deep down

Into the depths of the sea

Off The Hook

I’ve worked it out

How all this will end

And you’ll be pleased to know

I won’t need you, my friend

Small Minds

One
day
I will
write
novels

All
about
you
and
me

Of
how
we left
those
hovels

And
found
our
sanctuary

Masterplan

The
candle
grows
dimmer

As my
patience
wears
thinner

Whilst
I wait
for the
steel
to bolt

My
temper
a simmer

As
you
think
you’re
the
winner

Yet I
plan my
peasants’
revolt

Into The Sea…

When I was told

What did unfold

I’ll admit that

I was envious

For you achieved

Of what I dream

As my will to live

Is tenuous

Enjoy My Silence

I’ll
say
it was
my
fault

I’ll
take
all
the
blame

Just to
protect
you
and
yours

From
feeling
this
terrible
shame

But
don’t
think
it’ll
last

I
won’t
stay
quiet
forever

One day
I’ll
tell
the
truth

And
all
ties we
will
sever

Helpline

On the
day I
summon
the courage
to call

I know
you’ll be
there to
break
my fall

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