Thursday, 12 February 2015

no idea of a title

just as life ceases to make sense, when it can seem so dark, dismal and down
you hold me - really really hold me

the day's ugliness and the feeling you never can get a break, buries you where you stand -
then i see you walk towards our truck and all is forgotten

you clear the clouds

you mend the wrongs

you lift my heart- ~

but who lifts yours?
who wipes away your fears?
who makes your heart sing?



let it be me
please let it be me
oh heavens above

i want it to be me

Friday, 6 February 2015

in the theme of different

if you do not want to repeat old failures, dont follow the same path
be different
be brave

you can feel the same, you can have the same doubts, hurts misconceptions even-

but do different - be different
reach out
  be vulnerable
be a man


be her man