Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Happy Birthday Jenny

To a very special friend,

I would just like to say,

I hope today is filled with happiness,

And lots of memories to take away,

I hope that today,

Is the best that it can be,

That you have a fantastic birthday,

And i'm sure your family and friends agree,

That you deserve this special thanks,

For everything you have done for us all,

You have gave us all the kindest words,

That make us stand up tall,

So I hope today, we can be there,

To show you how great you are,

And to make today the best birthday,

That you've ever had so far,

I hope you don't just enjoy today,

But every other too,

Because we all wish you the best of luck,

And a happy future for you

Sunday, 28 August 2011


When you look outside,

Tell me what you see,

Tell me if we see the same thing,

If you see the same things as me,

You see a lovely day,

Summer coming soon,

Pretty dresses, shorts and wedges,

Sounding out your tune,

I see grey skies,

An empty hollow shell,

Lots of broken dreams and promises,

And wishes and hopes aswell,

Hopes that something will,

Turn your life around,

Stop you from spinning in endless circles,

Helping you to stand still on the ground,

You may always feel happy,

And then suddenly get these blues,

It's hard to overcome them when you try to fight,

Sometimes you will win, And sometimes you will lose,

No matter what, it's always hard,

To find the thin through the thick,

To find something good and to learn from it,

And just make a happy feeling inside you stick.

Whether it lasts a lifetime, or not very long at all,

The happiness inside that you feel,

Can give you that little bit of hope,

That true inner happiness, Truly is real.

Saturday, 6 August 2011

Moving on - Kayleigh

I'd like to say i'd be your shoulder to cry on
But I really have to doubt,
Where all the changes have placed us
That you'd even be about.

I'd like to say you're the only one,
To whom I can open up my soul,
But the fact is lately things have changed
And from us our friendship has been stole.

There was a time I was your shoulder
And in return you were mine too,
Those years, are lives, nearly forgot
Your fault, you changed, it was you!

Our souls were once a story,
That to each other we would teach,
But now i'm here, you've left me,
And you're gone you're out of reach.

Written By Gemma Davenport



This was written by my best friend when i'd moved away from my mum's and hardly ever went to see my friend, not realising she felt this way until I read her poem and felt guilty/upset that i'd caused her to feel this way. She wrote this because we were close and lived by each other for the majority of our lives and went from seeing each other nearly every day to hardly ever. This is a truly magnificent poem and a true work of art, I also realise it took a lot to write what she did and that even if she was jealous of me moving it was because she wanted to move herself and start her own path. Until the last couple of years we made the effort to see each other more, we are childhood friends.

Monday, 1 August 2011

As low as it gets

I sit alone here,

Deep in thought,

Vastly falling into a pool of sadness,

My emotions tattered and distraught,

A pool of sadness surrounds me,

Dragging me further into its pit,

Making my emotional and mental senses,

Uncooperative, Sedate, Unfit,

Not working properly,

Not helping me in any way,

To fix the problems and torments,

That I carry with me every day,

Growing stronger and stronger,

The lonelier I feel,

The more deserted, and less sociable I become,

Sinks in and makes it all real,

I hate feeling this way,

But it becomes obvious to me,

That I am in no fit state,

To be who I want to be,

I want to be strong and confident,

Feel like I'm worth more,

Feel like I can see the opportunity,

That lies behind every door,

I want to feel like I fit in,

Instead of wishing my life away,

I want to be the strength to be able to,

Want to wake up every day,

Not fall into a bottomless sleep,

And never choose to wake,

Not sink further and further into wishing,

That my existence was fake,

Fake and imaginary,

As it feels like I may well be,

I'm through with emotions and feeling this way,

So blind I can no longer see,

The sense behind all of this,

I want the resolve to tough it out,

The determination and persistence,

To see what my life is about.