Sunday, 31 August 2014



Whilst all alone and dark outside,
is when my colours show.
It's so hard to sleep, Just running thoughts,
It's when I feel so low.
My jobs they seem to save me,
from the sadness deep inside.
I feel alive, I feel myself,
Not remembering what I hide.
Am I over exaggerating?
I just simply don't understand.
It seems the people I can trust,
can be counted on one hand.
I've found my ways of coping,
with some accepted and some not.
Without these ways, it's clear to me,
I would of mentally lost the plot.

August 2014
Jordon-Olivia Gee 

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