Goodbye January

They want me to write something happy, but how can you write about sunshine, birds and rainbows, when none of that exist in the dead of this winter. Nature is dead for the moment and honestly, I am too. Just a shell of myself remains, lifeless and dead. Only the cool icy wind, the spirit of change during this season of expiry, moves me across the dry, parched land. If you want me to write something happy, make the barren earth green and make the sunrise bright like the days of my youth, those are the only things which will make my heart light. For now I will settle for melancholy and this rich cocoa.

This Goes Out To The Heartbreakers...

This goes out to the heartbreakers, the spirit takers, the liars and the cheaters

I can't listen to what you say

Your words are slicker then olive oil

And I don't want to slip into your trap, because I know your words will devour me

I wanted you to regret the day that you left me, but in all honesty I regret the day I sight eyes on you

I gave you access to my treasures, which you didn't deserve to set your little beady eyes on...

But you live, you learn and most importantly you don't forget

And trust me I won't forget.

And just remember the universe has a funny way of working...