With perfect vision
One can still miss the target...
I was clearing up my garden
As last night there was a storm...
Oceans of pennants ripple wildly down the Mall,
grasped in hands so eager to affirm their truth...
Faceless spectres stand in silent accusation
as cloying darkness compresses light into void...
Why am I at risk
Is a question I ask everyday...
Autism, oh what a mystery
Living life in a different reality...
Trying to lose weight
When your conscience is often...
I bought some delicious apples
All red and with a shine...
He started off low
But his ambitions were high...
I'm sorry for the hurt I caused,
The pain that lingers, the wounds still raw...
My heart did beat,
A fortress of stone, with no retreat...
For a long time, I held bitterness in my heart,
A grudge that tore my soul apart...