I hear you saying that our best days are past usI've seen you walking through the rubble and stoneYes I know there's list of disastersBut time is gonna soothe the soul So we might as well dance... There is something quite cathartic about getting thoughts down, on paper, online, through texts; whatever outlet suits. I …
So I don't look back...It, it hurts with every heartbeat...It, it hurts with every heartbeat... So it hurts, it hurts like hell but you are told you have to. You have to keep trying you have to keep fighting. Fighting for your family, your children and then for yourself. But what are you fighting for? …
Continue reading We can keep trying but things will never change…
So please, just give me something for the pain...And I want youOh my god, I want youTo see me in this stateAnd I want youFill your sleep and haunt youTo see the mess you've madeYou've madeAnd I want youAnd all my dreams are no useWhen I am wide awakeAnd I want toBelieve I haven't lost …
Continue reading Maybe I’m restless, a manic depressive. Or maybe I need someone, or maybe not…
I've been holding onto pieces, swimming in the deep end.Trying to find my way back to you 'cause I'm needingA little bit of love... We have all been there, haven't we? Bound and broken, on the floor, inconsolable crying, screaming, needing something from someone, anyone. For me, more recently I have needed my Mum. Desperately …
...Home is whenever I'm with you... WOW, I can hardly believe I am sitting here writing this, after a long long time of complete silence on here. Where on earth do I start. I have, (we have) just about survived the first year and a half of a world wide pandemic, I have (me and …
Being Becka 