Broken Wings You've started taking your love away from me Your words flow; hot knives through butter, show my scars for all to see. I plan to be strong - putting distance between 'me and you' The pain; like a cancer inside of me, as this nightmare becomes true. Then the words get louder & painful actions I see, Is this poison really just my Angel "seeing the real me"? I try to restore his faith & respect, but it's hopelessly gone Human weakness floods through his veins & snaps at his bones. I dream of running and to never see That my saviour is now my enemy Now miles apart scared and alone. The pain in my heart would still audibly moan Your fury rips through our love & I lie sobbing, bereft & scared. Our human frailties, my illness - Nothing can stop this path you now tread. So your fleshy wings are all that is left...of my 'Angel' - my 'Super'-man, is now officially dead.

Youthful Idealism I'll never force anybody to change, but I'll also never force myself to stay in a relationship I'm not happy in. (Author Unknown, Sent to Me & Found Some Bitter-Sweet Humour to it - Own Title)

Find Someone... Find someone who isn't afraid to admit that they miss you. Someone who knows that you're not perfect, but treats you as if you are. Someone who's biggest fear is losing you. One who gives their heart completely. Someone who says I love you and means it. Last but not the least, find someone you wouldn't mind waking up with you in the morning, seeing your wrinkles and your grey hair but still falls in love with you all over again. (Author Unknown)

A Dream Of Love **To my Superman, who has saved my #life (on too many occasions)! xx** Your face is awash with sleep, An innocence I'd love to keep, Bottled up upon the shelf, To try and taste it for myself. Perfectly still yet wrapped in sheets, Your handsome beauty my looks can't meet, Although you've argued this before, Right here and now I believe it more. I tenderly kiss your calescent palms, Then slowly continue up your arms, My kisses become heavy as I find your face, My world is here; your tender embrace.

Words We Could All Live By (Part 1) An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.