I know I’m about to detonate,

I’m wound up so tight inside,

a roller coaster of emotions,

I’m trying so hard just to hide.

The flames ignited deep inside,

the fires growing so bright,

I know I have to speak my truth,

but when the time is just right.

I’ve found my fire, harnessed it,

I am keeping it under control.

It’s growing every moment now,

just like the flower, I unfold.

The deepest rose, as red as blood,

opens to the beats of my heart,

holding back on the explosion,

I’m not sure of when to start.

But I must speak, must let it go,

as on every moment I hang.

until the time I whisper to you,

words that come with a BANG




The Truth

There is something present inside me,

that cannot be falsified.

I do admit as my younger self ,

I pushed it right down inside.

What was inside kept hidden away,

I would never let come out.

Eventually giving  into it,

on realising what life was about.

I’m open now,

I can’t help myself, I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Those who know say I always was,

the toughness make-believe.

I can’t keep it in if I’m feeling it,

to do so would just be to deny.

Before I know it’s out of my mouth,

I sometimes ask myself why.

In writing I’m told I’m vulnerable,

in showing myself to you.

But what the point of writing,

if your saying what’s not true.

I talk of love, the purpose of life,

of what it means to me.

In my writing I show honesty,

it’s what I want you to see.