Old poems that are missied

 Give a voice to all.

We were seen but not heard.

We were far too young to know what was going on.

How do we draw the line with such a subject?

This is a tricky one.

Children shouldn't know but they should if it's happening to them.

There again yes, how do we balance that with children growing up fast?

Adults should be more responsible to know what's going on around the schools.

It's not though always the case that adults can be to blame children to other children. 

Let's learn from the past to build the future. 5.1.2015

This is poetry.

This is poetry.

These are words from the mind.

This poetry is about life.

This poetry is about education.

This is poetry about people.

This is poetry about places.

 This is poetry about everything that possibly could be.

Just tell me the words then I will write them.

I just think of words and I write them. 4.1.2015

This is my ability.

Needing support with everyday living skills is my disability.

My talent, drawing, painting, and poetry is my ability.

My job helping others worse off than me is my ability.

In the end, I'm as human as you.

Only that I'm a slower learner than you. 4.1.2015

Poetry.

Poetry is power.

Poetry is voice.

Poetry is a choice.

Poetry is you.

Poetry is me.

Poetry is a way of expressing thoughts and feelings in a different way to talking.

Poetry is thoughts in the mind and feelings inside. 5.1.2015

Your beauty.

Your beauty isn't just what you look like but the kind of person you are.

You may not have as much beauty in looks but you do inside.

You may not have much beauty inside you do in looks.

Beauty can vary so much.

Never judge the book by its cover.

Sorry for swearing but it's the bloody truth but then if we were all the same what a boring world it would be.

Beauty is also being kind to one another. 5.1.2015

Leave my Mind alone.

Leave my mind alone.

I have learn you were all in my mind.

I never knew you or saw you.

I was just seeing and hearing things.

I seemed to like you forever but not anymore.

I waited and hoped for to change but enough was enough.

I don't care whether she's waiting for you or not, you both belong together if you want each other.

There's so much far away under the bridge I'm far than over you.

Now I have moved on to a new love.

I won't back because you play far too many mind games.

I just need the words to get out of my mind which is why I write the words I write.

My pen will write too fast for my mind.

My mind will work too fast for my pen.

More words I write than I typed.

No more are you my type.

Like when I wrote lines as a child because I was naughty the more I learned to stop doing wrong.

The more poetry I write the more I'm over you.

I must learn to do and I must learn to not do.

I can live without you forever now.

Your loss to have not loved me when I loved, not that I'm bothered whether you bothered or not. 10.4.2015

you left me.

You me with tears coming down my eyes.

You left at the wrong time and the wrong place.

Still in the end I had no feelings to care.

You wouldn't there try to love me again because you never loved me and you never will.

For 13 and a half years you just lied about your feelings towards me, which turned on and off like a light.

When your words are just like lies I despair that you don't care.

Therefore why should I care?

You just don't know what I write, you don't even know I'm writing about you.

I should you my poems when I loved but you didn't like me writing about you.

Now I hate writing about you but you have just given me so much anger in my mind.

It's just my way of getting over you, I keep thinking I have got over you, then you anger my mind.

The bright side is without you knowing it you create my talent.

Little did I once realize that there's a way of making negative into positive so you haven't knocked me completely.

I'm still alive I'm still here.

You thought you'd make me worse you're wrong.

You thought you'd make me a wreck forever, you may have knocked me down but I got back up and here I am to tell the world what a jerk like you put me through.

You never thought I'd change over the years but neither did I.

No way was I hanging around where I wasn't wanted.

I had to force myself to stop loving you otherwise I would have been carried been hurt by your childish game, I thought I'd walk away from you.

To be honest it's hard to explain what comes to my mind on paper.

What I say on paper it looks either here or there.

The words that go through my head are just unknown why they do.

The words just come rushing to my brain to a point I need to write them down then my pen can't write fast enough.

I don't know why I write what I write, just a load of rubbish that doesn't make sense but strangely creative poems.  10.4.2015

If only I knew.

I'd gone from soft as a brush to hard on you. 

You saw a side of me you never thought you'd see so did I.

My feelings for you went on far too long to ever see myself hating you.

In the end, there was nothing to show.

13 and half years of a long dream and nightmare yet it's nearly eight years since I woke up from it.

I don't know why I am still away from what you put me through I should be well over it by now but then I keep thinking I am.

I believe I will get there in time, I've come this far now.

It's not certain of yours because we don't see each other anymore.

I'll get on with my life I'm more than happy to do so, you get on with yours, I couldn't give a damn what you're doing.

Tiredness overtakes my mind to words that cross my mind in time. 10.4.2015 

I must have been mad to think.

I must have been mad to think I could love you forever.

I must have been to believe that you loved me when I loved you.

Yet when I had gone out of your life then you wanted me back in your life, I knew that would be a lie.

That was when I knew I'd stopped loving you.

Why was I too blind to see you didn't love me, all those years I was living your lie?

I must have been mad to hang on and hope that you would change and then mean what you said.

I must have been mad to love you as long as I did but the difference between me and you is I didn't lie when I told you I loved you, you are lost now because I don't love you now.

Now I love someone new and there's nothing you can do.

I must stop telling myself off for having been a victim of your love.

What's done is done.

I can't change what's happened in the past but I can try to do better in the future.

I'm not the first and I won't be the last to have believed a liar who says he loves you and he doesn't.

I must forget I ever knew you in fact I don't know you anymore.

I gain your loss, I'm never ever going back to you.

For a lot of years, I gave so many chances for romances, you just broke my heart so I'm through with you.

If only I listened to others, they told me what you are like, I was blindfolded by your love.

Hurt me now all you want, I'm now made of wood, I don't get upset easily by you anymore.

I will live the rest of my life without you more than happy to do so. 6.4.2015

Daisy Chain.

Daisy chain, white petals, and yellow in the middle.

I sat on many hot sunny days as a child making daisy chains.

I walked through many lanes on hot summer days to pick daisies for daisy chains. 29.3.2015

Bumblebee.  

Bumble fat and furry. 

Stop looking at me bumblebee!

I have nothing for you to see bumblebee.

I nothing for your tea bumblebee. 29.3.2015

I'm Mr. Tortoise.

My name is Mr. Tortoise.

Give me a lettuce leaf to eat!

I eat anything that's green.

I don't eat meat.

I spent a lot of time asleep.

I walk very slowly with my feet. 29.3.2015

Poppies.

Poppies in the field.

Poppies are bright red.

Poppies are out when the sun is out.

Poppies are on remembrance day on the 11th of November to remember soldiers who have died in the wars.

Poppies blow with the wind. 29.3.2015

No daffodils in March this year.

I see no daffodils in March this year.

Just wind, rain and not handy any sun and warmth. 

No April is on its way.

The sun seems a long way.

Last night clouds blew through the moon until the moon disappeared too.  29.3.2015

The buttercup day.

Love butter.

Love butter too much.

I keep forgetting my body is too old to cope with the foods I love too much.

Buttercups are golden yellow, bright yellow, and sweet but not sweet enough to eat but they tell you whether you like butter or not, I only wish I did not, my belly wouldn't be fat. 29.3.2015

You were right to end it how you did.

You were right to end it how you did even though it broke our hearts.

Like I said there are times in life the truth hurts and we have to face what we don’t want to face.

Our feelings were too strong towards each other to face the fact that things weren't going to work out for us but I don't know about you, I have no regrets about trying otherwise we wouldn't have known.

All the same, we should have thought harder through but I did then we wouldn't know one another if we had thought through it sooner.

We should have thought living too far apart would rip us apart but we were too much in love to face the truth.

Even though it’s over I’m still facing the truth, how long will take I don’t know.

I’m not refusing to be your friend but I just need time to come to terms with not being your lover.

I will write my poems, which may help me come to terms with it all a bit quicker, I can say till I write.

I know you were right to leave me this way.

It may not feel right now but it will as time goes on.

I know there’s no easy way but time can only say.

We both need to come to terms with the way we feel for others. S.J Gorman 7.6.2015

Thank you.

Thank you for your kindness.

Thank you for your love.

Thanks for the time we had together it was great while it lasted.

I’m so sad to lose you but so happy I tried to be with you.

I have no regrets for trying but as hard as it is, I must do the hard bit and that is to move on.

It wouldn’t have been good to carry on even though we wanted to carry on.

Believe me, I have been through a lot worse pain, fall down, and got back up again so I can do it again.

So another bite of the dust, I’m not looking for love again, if it’s going to happen again, love can find me this time.

You never know your turn could come again, you never know someone new and local to you.

Only hope she doesn’t hurt you otherwise she will have me to answer to even though you and I will never go back to how we were.

You never someone will love you as much as I love you and wanted to carry loving you but hope she will live a lot closer to you.

I hope you find someone who loves you for you like I do not what she can get out of you. S.J Gorman 7. 6.2015

Everything I touch.

Everything I touch, in time, turns to rust.

You took my heart then throw it all away.

Back in the day, you were my lover and best friend for a lot of years.

You were my world nothing no one else mattered, how selfish could be to lose so many people because of you?

I gave 100 % of my time because that’s what I wanted was you but then I guess I drove to be the person you were towards me without realizing it.

To think at one time I used to think you were so special but now I hate your guts.

It was the biggest mistake I ever made.

You filled my life with happiness so I thought then you filled my life with bitterness and emptiness.

In the end, you tore my world apart and broke my trust in other men.

We have now split nearly eight years and I am still trying to build my life back up again after the damage you put me through.

If only I didn't so love blind for all those years.

I never listened to anyone I thought I knew all.

In my mind, no one could say a bad word against you but in my word they were so right and I was so wrong.

I was wrong to carry on with you for so long until overloaded myself with pain from you. 7.6.2015

How could you?

How could you?

How dare you?

Walk out and come back into my life as if nothing happened.

It happened so many times I'm a lot then sure, it’s not happening anymore.

I’m a lot more than sure I don't love you anymore.

You don't want me back for me; you want me back to be your victim of love. S.J Gorman 7.6.2015

Enough is enough.

Sorry to say I was wrong to take you back again I have to be honest and sorry if the truth is wrong.

Knowing you have the same reason as before fair enough you should not have had me asked back, I should have known not to take you back.

I did refuse for a while but my mistake was giving it to you.

Sorry to say there's no going back, there's only so much I can take.

I may live too many miles away which makes sense while you ended but you should have stuck to your word and I shouldn't have gone back regardless of how we may feel.

You keep saying you want to put stop to it before we hurt each other so stick to yours.

If there's no future for us then put a stop altogether before things go to that mistake I made before I knew.

Sorry to say this but we need to face the truth.

None of us are getting any younger but never think you did me wrong but both of us have to be honest with each other.

To be the cure to kind then let's part completely no matter how hard is otherwise our lives could be a never-ending rolling coaster.  

Sorry to hurt you but we need to do something about this before it's too late otherwise we could nowhere.

All same thanks so much for the time together I have no reason to hate you but it just didn't work out to how we hoped so let's think about this carefully whether we both like it or not.

Just remember there's not just one of us hurting but both of us and we both need to come to terms.

I will be sorry to say that I have only just got over being hurt before but that was a lot worse hurt but now sorry to say I don't need it anymore.

You may not have meant hurt but more I am disappointed than hurt because of what I have been through before but not the only reason I was hoping for a happy future but like I have been I have built hopes up too much, shouldn't have done.

Sorry, I hoped for too much, I will learn to hope too much with anyone in the future. 23.8.2015

The truth hurts.

My last ex hated me writing poems at the time which was very strange to how I was feeling at the time, I guess at the time he understand how much I loved him but that's his loss, now I can't stand the sight of him.
He once said if Mum dies I won't have anything to do with you again.
Through the years when his Mum died, he didn't want me to walk away but in time I did because of the way he treated me.
It was hard because I didn't want to walk away from his Mum she did nothing wrong he but they both lived in the same house.
This was one of the reasons why it took so long to get over plus the years we were together.
His Mum did me no harm I miss her and she was a good friend and despite being his Mum she stuck for me more so than for him but how much of a great friend she was it was hard for me to walk away from him even though I did in end.
So sad it was I found myself wanting to walk away from him when his Mum died, still, that's by the by,
After such a battle to leave him you came into my life therefore I thought I was over him but stopped loving him because he gave me so much pain to stop loving him.
As said on the phone it's now hard not to feel in love with you because you gave me no pain only that I'm hurt lose you but all the same that's why it is, I shouldn't surprise through the things I have gone through before.
All the same, I can't go through on and off whatever the reason.
Sorry about the truth hurting but I need to get over you like I had to get over the others even though you have done no wrong.
Poetry may be the only way can express me. 23.8.2015

You should be able to be yourself.

You should be able to be yourself.

You shouldn't have to prove yourself to anyone other than yourself and others like you.

Talent can be in you whether you have disabilities and health problems or not.

We all have different ways of coping with the negative in life whether we have disabilities and health problems or not.

Most of us can make the negative to positive in talent.

My way of coping with sadness, negative and hard times is my poetry but I don't need to be feeling bad for whatever reason to feel like writing poetry.

It's just what's in me the same with whatever you do and feels what's in you.

Talent comes out when feeling like it and sometimes without you even knowing when it is going to, whether it's drawing, painting, picture taking poetry, or whatever it may be.

Most people who are famous have disabilities and health problems to others don't.

Talent is a skill you have you don't have to be famous to have it, you just need to be credited for it, it should be a job created just as much as one another we don't have to have the whole world needs to know whether you have disabilities and health problems or not.

You can have talent without fame but there's no fame without talent. 20. 2.2016

John Lennon's first poem.

At The Denis

Madam: I have a hallowed tooth that suffers me greatly.

Sir: Sly down in that leg hair Madam and open your double wide - your mouse is all but toothless.

Madam: Alad! I have but eight teeth remaining (eight teeth left).

Sir: Then you have lost eighty-three.

Madam: Impossible.

Sir: Everydobby knows there are four decisions two canyons and ten grundies, which make thirty-two in all.

Madam: But I have done everything to save my tooth.

Sir: Perhaps! but to no vague.

Madam: Ah! why did I not insult you sooner!

Sir: Too late, it must be now or Neville.

Madam: You will pull it out for me then!

Sir: No, madman, I will excrete it.

Madam: But that is very painful.

Sir: Let me see it - Crack! there it is massacre.

Madam: But sir I wished to keep (was anxious to keep) that tooth.

Sir: It was all black and moody, and the others are too.

Madam: Mercy - I will have none to eat with soon.

Sir: A free Nasty Heath set is good, and you will look thirty years jungle.

Madam: (Aside) Thirty years jungle; (Aloud) Sir I am no catholic, pull out all my stumps. By John Lennon

Sir: O.K. Gummy.

My Dyspraxia poem. 

Dyspraxia
I could never do up my buttons.
I could never do up my laces.
I could never clean my teeth how they should be cleaned.
My mouth is too small with too many teeth, food just get's everywhere it always has but I love it.
Exercise is hard to access when you have Dyspraxia.
I can't catch or throw a ball.
I couldn't even open a tin with a tin opener but then I discovered how to use the old-fashioned tin openers after.
I love going to the pub, I'm useless with money than I overspend.
I have never been very good at maths.
I am more can with English and words but I even get confused there because of my Dyslexia.
In a poem, I can express my disabilities in a poem better than I can to people.
I am more skilled with my writing and raising learning disability awareness than everyday living skills. 13.8.2012 - 17.8.2012

My Depression poem.

27 1997. At the age of 27 1997, it was a bad year.
You broke my heart, you tore me apart.
At the age of 27 in 1997 I just wanted to go to heaven.
Life did not seem worth living, it all seemed like a dark tunnel.
The winter was dull and cold without you.

I discovered Shelly and Keats in the summer.
Without planning to I wrote poetry but when I did I knew life was worth living after all.
Once I started writing poetry it helped me clear my mixed up mind which helped me to get stronger in my mind.
That's when I learned to understand that life goes on, without writing poetry I would have broke down or and even ended my own life.

Jim Hendricks, Kurt Cobain, and Jim Morrison all suffered depression one way or the other over different very bad times in life, they were all 27 when they died.
They were very creative people in their music but I pulled through my breakdown when I was nearly twenty-eight by discovering poetry. 13.2.2009

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