"The fear of death is not fear of death itself
it's the fear of not having lived enough"

- anon

so fucking true .............
so lets go out and live out our lives......

Like sand on the shores
My mind dwells on you
But it still recedes no more
The thoughts come to me far and few
My mind goes blank and cold
Like December morning dew
Yet shines on like a pearl
Ensconced in thought my memory of you

Water lashing at my feet
The summer sea smells so sweet
Every breath I take I ask for more

All the times I saw you
I knew, but I didn’t have a clue
I knew to have you would be my fall
But to think of you and have you was all

The sand has slipped beneath my feet
I am standing here on this empty street
Outside your door I stand alone
You I haven’t found, but have known

I think of you,
And I know I flew

To stand tall, my friend is not the end
The fall you fear is around the bend
But fear not cause you don’t know
There’s no opportunity I won’t blow
To take the fall and miss being tall

Cause if you haven’t fallen
You haven’t seen
Life as it could have been

If the rain didn’t fall
You wouldn’t know
The magic of a wet summer’s brawl

Do u know how its good to bend
To know someone to depend………

What do we define others to be ?
Can we ever do and not be
Someone we do not like or care
I don’t know how u may dare
To see and still not speak
To drown and not know how deep
The hole that u have plunged in is
Is the thing u truly say yours or his
Don’t we all own everything around us
Do we really own anything around us
Don’t u think both questions mean the same
Don’t u think, the statistic’s part of the game

Did u think u have a claim to fame
Did u think fame is something to aim
To be yourself still be happy
May sound to you all wet and sappy

But believe me its not the whiners whine
Or the winners roar that counts
It is the sigh of satisfaction
that is truly the attraction

what u have known yet or found
is that ur not really free or bound
till u think there is something to achieve
there’s nothing ur going to receive

Receiving or giving are part of the game
that says to us life is my name

why do I write about life so much
don’t I have another topic to clutch
do u think I am weird or crazy
join the queue u are no new daisy

I’ll have to cut it short here
Cause no thoughts come I fear
There are no things I can speak of henceforth
That will not impact ur life and make u worth
More than a penny less than a pence
Believe me this world is all nonsense
Yet see it live it and experiment it
But my friend never do the believing bit

Do u think I sound like a git
Well what can I say I think it’s a hit
The word suits me fine
So I introduce myself as it at the dine
After all I am only nine
Teen- ha I fooled u – ur mine