Thursday, December 28, 2006

Yesterdays Dedicated

Flowers cut and brought inside
Black cars in a single line
Your family in suits and ties
And you're free

The ache I feel inside
Is where the life has left your eyes
I'm alone for our last goodbye
But you're free

I remember you like yesterday, yesterday
I still can't believe you're gone, oh...
I remember you like yesterday, yesterday
And until I'm with you, I'll carry on

Adrift on your ocean floor
I feel weightless, numb, and sore
A part of you in me is torn
And you're free


I woke from a dream last night
I dreamt that you were by my side
Reminding me I still had life
In me


I'll carry on

Every lament is a love song
Yesterday, yesterday
I still can't believe you're gone
So long my friend, so long

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Short but sweet

This Christmas is gonna be a weird one.
I'm gonna be the only child.

Opening my stocking on my own...not running in Ben's room waking him up.
Only having three of us at the table in the morning eating breakfast. Not looking over and see my bro still half asleep looking like a ball of fluff.
Not having Ben there to help me rush the washing up after lunch to get quicker to the presents.
Not seeing his big grin as he tries to hide it! But I could always see that goofy excitment.
Gonna have no big bro around sleeping on the lounge floor when we're all too full up for more food at dinner time.
It's gonna be a weird one.


Although I've only been into the 3rd day of the holidays, I've noticed more than I ever have before.
The desire I have, the companionships I have, How I need to look after myself.
I've learnt even more about myself. Which is weird cuz ... Ive gone even deeper into the depths of my heart and I know so much more even stronger.

It's just whether I actually do anything about the amazing things I found out.
Only time will tell.

Check it.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Dream catcher

Dreams are a hard thing to decipher
They're either something of truth, or something of the minds imagination
You never kno
The worst thing is, in your dreams, it feels like you're truely there...and its truely happening
The best thing in the world could be happening to you and it isn't even true.
Sometimes they just dont help.

Moving on from old family, relationships, pets anything that could mean the world to you could come back to you in one night, and whack that hidden gem once again.
They seem so clear, so exact.
You can feel every hair on the dog when you stroke it and take it for a walk in that forest.
You can hear the heartbeat of your Grandmother as she lays in her bed softly.
You can feel the warmth of that persons hand as they grab yours and squeeze it so tight never to let go.

You wake up, and within the mini second of adjusting your eyes to the light, that beautiful, most precious dream is just swept away with the morning mist.
And it hurts like mad.
You'd do anything to have that precious moment back. But you can't

Too precious
xxx