A brand new poem. Hope you guys enjoy. Just got it straight from the top of my head. So here goes.[/B
A force of such passion,
Of such joy and such hate.
Twisted emotions,
And tempters of fate.
Emotions left running
A well left to dry.
Emotions are plenty,
Deep down inside.
A thing of such beauty,
One cannot compare.
But to find it in many
Simply is rare.
An Ultimate Force,
That is sent from above.
The Ultimate Force
That we all call love
It's crap, I know, but anywhooo, I don't care. From the top of my head, folks, the top of my head.
Right, this one is kinda personal and stuff, and it happened, and you can ask my best friend (Clozimodo) if you don't believe me. Ok?
So if you're gonna be stoopid, and call me stuff like "slag", and "slapper", don't bother because I went through all that with my parents!!
If you are under 16, or very easily upset, then do NOT complain to your parents that a filthy lil Goff was pregnant at 15, and don't do it yourself. It's hard work and upsetting. Ok???
I wrote this for my baby which I miscarried on the 16/05/2007.
I wrote it as a tribute a year on from losing it.
Me and Jon were sure it was a girl which is why it says "girl" in the poem and we were sure due to family past and genetics.
So, here goes:
you were taken away before your first breath
and i suffered the pain, a fate worse than death.
me and your dad miss you, our shining star,
so close to being ours, and yet so very far.
when i think of what you would have been like,
beautiful, funny, and so full of life,
i cry myself to sleep night and again,
and think it would be best to join you in Heaven.
but then i think to myself, is that the way forward?
been through so much and yet throw it away.
cant ever forget, but dont want to try.
just imagine what it would be like to hold you for one day.
so my angel, my darling, we´ll miss you forever.
dont ever forget, you´re our baby girl.
so we´ll love you and need you for always,
and for always you will be our world.
Just feeling a bit nostalgic and missing him like crazy.
For those of you who don't know, I used to go out with a lad called Jason, who was about a year and 2 months (and 4 days) older than me. When he was 14, nearly 15, he was involved in a hit-and-run accident when we were taking a walk in Bolsterstone, down near the Lake/Reservoire. It killed him two weeks later and he died in my arms.
So like I say, I'm feeling nostalgic and have been listening to a couple of songs that remind me of him. And it makes me feel a bit better. But I wrote this a couple of weeks ago about him:
A darling angel, gentle, warm,
The calming wind amidst the storm.
A ray of light, a shining star,
A life so dear, it broke my heart.
I close my eyes, I see your face,
Just before we reach that dreadful place.
Where that driver knocked you down,
I hear the scream I can't shut out.
With open eyes, with startled gaze,
My mind wanders to your last few days
When I held your hands and held you close,
It's your smile that I miss the most.
I remember the times we laughed so much,
I remember your kiss, your smile, your touch.
I know you don't want me to be sad and yet,
That's one of the days I'll never forget.
One of the days that I know will live on
And make me remember, now you are gone.
I'll try not to get angry and try not to cry,
But something inside me cannot think why.
For the tears I cry are not tears of sad,
Nor tears of anguish, but tears of glad.
Glad that I had you in my life,
Glad that I cannot let memories slip by.
So my darling, I'll miss you, forever you know,
And each mem'ry I have, I will not let go.
And, Jason, my love, I can promise you this:
I'll never forget your smile, your touch, and your gentle kiss
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