A manipulative person lies until you start to believe it when in reality you are 'Not at All Paranoid'

Paranoid, was I?

I was right all along 

you were doing me wrong 

only time I heard the truth, was after you hit the bong

The day after I leave 

through your sleeve your true colours begin to seep 

And with her, you choose to continue to sleep 

It's fine, I’m better now 

But you should really take a bow 

You pulled off an Oscar-winning performance

our life was your song and I love you the chorus 

it's now time never to look back as I walk away in abhorrence

Infidelity in any relationship is hard to deal with. After all the fightin, screaming and deceiving more often than not you will find that you 'have had enough of love'

I’ve been screaming words 

No more lying-it hurts 

told you, I have, ‘I don’t like her’

The arguments; the fights 

I didn’t want them but only they can clear your sight

love you I do, but for your heart, I refuse anymore to fight

To think otherwise, you must be out of your mind 

I fought all I could and yet after all I’ve done 

She has won 

I guess I was just part of the puzzle to your fun

Thank you for the love, 

and the deception of my trust. 

But the time has come to put my foot down; I’ve had enough

I’ll be around in the morning to get my stuff

I may be tough

but I’ve had enough of love

This world may turn on it's own axis but it is anything but predictable. You can go from being someone's world, to lying to the world with the classic "Im Fine"

I cry rivers 

I cry streams 

Though all isn’t as it seems 

A heart of glass, behind a smile- concealed 

once broken never truly heals; 

But you don’t care, let's be real

So.. “I’m fine”- one’s biggest lie

Truth is: than to feel this, I would rather die

Tired of smiling while every inch of me cries 

This hurts like a bullet to an already open wound

But I love you 

So sit here and feel- I do 

But as always ‘I’m fine’

being 'just another girl' in your long line

The dictionary says that "Love is... [Pt. II]" a feeling and yet everyone seems to have their own experiences with love and from that draw up their out definitions of what "Love is..." to them as individuals.

Love has no definition 

For, love itself is a definition

Your laughs and giggles 

your smiles: infectious; as through the air they ripple 

that look in your eyes

When ‘I love you’ we say at the same time

Our hands fit together perfectly 

communication that runs wordlessly

That sparkle in your eyes as you look into mine 

Better than a million highs 

There’s just something about you 

mesmerising, captivating is everything you say and do

Your touch: heaven to the skin 

You I can’t imagine me without and that’s the truth deep within

And that is the simplest explanation 

Of us and love-no dictionary no definition

this can’t be defined 

As our closed door the truth lays behind 

We hold the key

our treasure: not for them to see 

Love isn’t something they can simply see

love is us, love is something one has to be 

no make-belief rendition 

you and I are love's true definition

Laws were supposedly put into place to make sure society is kept safe. But how? By keeping our brothers locked up and living in constant anxiety making their lives a "Prison" cell? The system is wrong in so many ways.

Prison: where you are confined after a criminal arrest.

There, to detain you, they try their best.

Surrounding you with officers; north, south, east and west.

They say laws are put into place

for no other reason than to keep people safe

but reality says they just want to wipe that smile off of your face.

Caging people like animals behind bars.

A place where what’s yours is “no longer yours, it's ours” 

A cell that prevents you from travelling let alone going far. 

And, even leading up to your conviction, 

your happiness is made to be fiction. 

And, thinking about the what-ifs, becomes and an addiction 

Over your life they now have jurisdiction. 

But don’t let them. 

Your life is a blank sheet don’t give them the pen,

because they will have control over you then.

Your life will follow the cycle: think, sleep, wake and over-think again 

Don’t give these dogs the satisfaction.

Don’t change or cut off all other human interaction; 

you’ll give them what they want with that reaction.

Don’t over-think, 

and tape your eyes open in fear of missing something 

if you blink 

Because the secret is there is nothing they can do, 

if you don’t let them get to you. 

And, to yourself stay true,

Don’t put on a mask whatever you do 

It’s okay not to be okay. 

This is the time when you realise who will be there on your darkest day.

Keep those who will show you they care in every possible way.

If all is followed, 

Then in sorrow, there is no reason to wallow. 

It’s all going to be okay 

Because to get to you they will have no way.

With Christmas fast approaching many are left wondering about their gifts, apart from those who were lucky enough to receive theirs early and now only the letter to say "Thank you Santa" awaits. Well, I have Witten mine.

Thank you Santa, I wasn’t expecting this 

the perfect early Christmas gift 

And it all started when going out, he said I can give you a lift 

Now I can put my mind to rest

Don’t have to worry if I am on the list 

You have made true my one and only wish 

Where once it was nothing but fear 

That all disappears 

When he gets home and lays beside me here 

With his arm around me 

Invincible and safe I feel I am and can be

All because I came down here with him that night to get ready

So, Santa thank you 

You truly are amazing just like him at everything you do

When someone becomes part of your life and daily routine, it is beyond difficult to even imagine parting even if it is for a day but in my case we were 'Separated by December'

Oh sweet sweet December, setting our hearts an ember 

We’re spending Christmas apart

Though yes, that hits like a dart

I will take you with me my shining star 

Yes, you won’t hear the carollers I hear sing 

Or the bells that I hear ring 

We won’t be standing together under the mistletoe 

Or resting our heads side by side on neighbouring pillows 

And that’s going to be hard, trust me babe, I know 

But that will only make us stronger 

Even though one day killed and this is four days longer 

But when all is done nothing is to be lost 

Not at any cost 

My arms wrapped around you will protect you from the frost