Thoughts and poems

I literally squealed with joy in the dressing room when I tried them on.
And yet, now, I hear a voice inside my head tell me ‘you really think you’re something special’

Now, I just wear the brightly coloured dungarees

…

The path to wonderland
Is paved with leaf in red and gold
Trying to disguise itself into fancy
But you want to scratch the surface
Those are the moments
that don’t do what they’re told


Leaves shed
Like the soul that bled
Autumn is here
Lets put this to bed

…

Not one moment.. oceans of relief

Putting my troubles in barrels and washing
them out to sea
It’s symbolic and beautiful
and gentle to the heart in me

Want my dialogue to be validated
While waves crash and I soar
I know the sea would destroy the barrels
But I want to be the one to smash them up
and work towards an in-progress forevermore