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That’s a big mistake
Childhood · depression · New work

That’s a big mistake

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That boy at school

Life already so hard

He teases me

Every day a new start

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I never asked for this

To have him in my class

He always bullies me

Such an ass

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He laughs with his friends

Just because he can

I don’t have any

No one understands

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I work by myself

Always apart

I wear it on my sleeve

My fragile heart

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Why do they have to be mean?

What did I ever do?

Am I so different from them?

Why do they exclude?

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Days and days

This torment goes on

Nothing changes

The same repeating song

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I can’t tell anyone

My mum doesn’t even care

I’m getting sick of it

I’m really scared

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Being threatened now

Thumped in the chest

Shirt ripped down the side

I just want to rest

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I am so fed up now

So I will bring an arm

I will wait for him

This time I will inflict harm

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The last day of school

Before summer break

He decides to attack me

That’s a big mistake

Be strong
Childhood · depression · New work

Be strong

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Remembering when

We used to be small

When we used to laugh

A joy to be born

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When parents could be nice

We weren’t beaten and bruised

Just relying on innocence

Not knowing the word abused

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But a few of us unlucky

To be where we were

Silence and quivering

Not daring to stir

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Not to get up early

Or to make a noise

Mustn’t disturb them

Cannot have a voice

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The beatings taken

Black and blue

Bones cracked

Shattered through

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Shy children

Not daring to talk

Too scared at school

It showed in the walk

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Where would we go?

If we could ever run

What would happen to us?

If we returned home

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We can always talk

Escape can be made

Talk to someone, anyone

You can get away

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You can always talk to someone. The scariest part is leaving. There are always people that can help.

Be strong

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1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

Fight to survive

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The stench of them, escapees, days it has been

In the boat, it’s horrific scenes

Piss, sweat, blood and tears

Silence wearily breeding fear

Little water, no food left

Weak pushed overboard, laid to rest

They’ve paid their money to board the boat

It’s a wonder it has stayed afloat

Coming up to land, they see it there

They start to overcome their despair

“Out of the boat” someone cries

Pushed into the water by the other guys

Winded, swallowing water now

You are submerged, pushed down, and how

You try to fight with others around you

All of you battling to breathe too

You hear shouting, just muffled sounds

You feel other people’s bodies all around

You come to the surface and catch your breath

It seems like you have passed the test

You look around in the water near you

Drowned bodies in a sea of death stew

This is the freedom you have seeked

Only for the strong, not the weak

You swim for the shore, as hard as you can

What will you do? What will be your plan?

It’s still so far, so far away

Will you reach it? Get there today?

You push and push, more and more

You start to touch the sea floor

Exhausted, emotional, you reach the land

You feel the ground, the wet sand

You start to cry, you’re an emotional mess

To survive all that, you must have been blessed

Poem taking directly from my book “Rhyming poetry to change your day” I hope yours is good, come what may.

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It’s so sad

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It’s so sad, another attack

It’s so sad, another flashback

It’s so sad, lives are lost again

It’s so sad, family and friends

It’s so sad, innocence stolen

It’s so sad, anger swollen

It’s so sad, hatred felt

It’s so sad, violence dealt

It’s so sad, why does it have to be like this?

Innocent people surely missed

Poem taking directly from my book “Rhyming poetry to change your day” I hope yours is good, come what may.

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Reconciliation

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Live your life, live it full

One chance only to play the ball

It’s too short to hold a grudge

Getting you down, had enough?

Be the bigger person, don’t be small

Take courage my friend and stand tall

Family feuds we know they go on

It eats you up, you need to move on

Reconcile with them, pick up the phone

Do you want to die feeling alone?

If you could change one thing what would it be?

If it was me, build my bridges, set myself free

Your mother, your father you only get one

Stop blocking yourself on why it came undone

Surely sometimes you may have to swallow pride

It’s too late if something happens and that person dies

If you say it, what you want to say today

Get it off your chest, put it into play

Then you’ve accomplished something, an enormous step

You can be proud of yourself, now you can make the next

Poem taking directly from my book “Rhyming poetry to change your day” I hope yours is good, come what may.

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fantasy

Stuck in this haunted house

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Stuck in this haunted house

With my darling you

Are we getting out of here?

What are we to do?

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Will I be able to protect you?

From the ghouls and ghosts

From that scary axe

Swishing to and fro

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All the windows boarded

Impossible to escape

Now all I hear is hissing

Oh fuck it’s a snake

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As we run up the stairs

Taking your hand in mine

Through the black darkness

And the scary whines

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Quick, through this door

As it slams behind

Then the lights allume

The clock begins to chime

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Look a way out

My love says to me

I doubt to myself

It would be this easy

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We climb out the window

On to the stone ledge

We look at the ground below

And we jump for the hedge

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We land and scream breaking our bones

Finally free from the house

As we check our injuries

He is there, quiet as a mouse

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So you escaped I see

Uttering to us

Will you get away from me?

Or will I turn you to puss?

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I try to move from my bed

Impossible to go

My darling i’ll forever love you

The man then dealt his blows

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Searching for you is a collection of poetry about love, heartbreak and happiness. A raw journey looking at our search in life to find ourselves and that special someone.

Life

I used to have a shirt

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I used to have a shirt

When I was 23

I looked good in it

Cut magnificently

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I loved the colour of it

Blue matching my eyes

I remember looking in the mirror

Doing up my tie

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It stayed in the wardrobe

For a good 9 years

I ate a lot of junk food

And drank quite a few beers

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I went to put it on

To turn the years back

Unfortunately for me now

I’ve become a little fat

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Searching for you is a collection of poetry about love, heartbreak and happiness. A raw journey looking at our search in life to find ourselves and that special someone.

funny · Life

That hotel will never be forgot

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I remember that hotel

Never seen as bad as that

Shocked when I opened the door

Gave me a heart attack

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The bed was disgusting

Made me want to heave

Dirty with stains on it

I just wanted to leave

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The air con was a death trap

Cables black and bare

Surely if I touched them

I would shock all my hair

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The bathroom don’t get me started

The shower covered in mould

The filthy escape vent

200 years old

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I don’t know how I slept

That night I was so stressed

My shadow danced with the shadows

My soul so scared it left

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The morning I went for breakfast

Biscotte was all I got

Included in the price

That hotel will never be forgot

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Searching for you is a collection of poetry about love, heartbreak and happiness. A raw journey looking at our search in life to find ourselves and that special someone.