Were you not my watch tower, erect above the chalky cliff

Stone guardian against all, high over the rough tides of my youth?

Was yours not the bastion, planted secure on the high turf:

Whose high walls embraced us and protected?

But that was then, now I am the ascended man -

Now I do not see your turrets from my farther shore

Black waves broke on your defences, your mortar crumbl...

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Thy arm; in twisted triggers tied,
To desolate the air,
Where glass in splinters, diamond eyed,
Rolls bloodied, stair by stair.
Young joy despised, as envy claws
Lest freedom take to flight,
But from the horror of its jaws
Will innocence unite.

Copyright © Simon Austin 2017

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FOOT BY FOOT

I hold your hands
   For you to take a step
   For you to tread ahead
   For you to stand straight
   For you to hold your head high.

Step by Step

We walked together
   For you to gather strength
   For you to gain confidence
   For you to fathom a future bright
   For you to stand to apart upright

Higher the Flight

You rose to heights
   For you to shine
   F...

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You look at me and forget

I was strong before I was pretty 

You disregard my mind in hopes that my heart is a path leading you to my body and briefly

I regret to have met you, you see my eyes before you hear my voice

For you have already forgotten the first rule; I am strong 

So when I love, I love strongly

And when I hurt, I hurt badly 

But when I scream, ...

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Listen
I've been trying to explain for so long that you are more,
You are more than a 9-5 dead end job
You are more than a number placed on this earth.
You have much more to you than you aspire,
Much more to you than they aspire for you.

Now I don't know about you,
But I know that as a race we should be fed up,
Fed up with all the bullshit that has been placed upon us.
Fed up of all the...

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I never considered myself to be strong, before.

My heart, my mind, my body

Thought of as weak, before.

But I am no longer the girl I was before. 

This heart has survived every wound, every attack.

This mind has overcome every anxiety, every doubt. 

My soul, my character tested over and over and

I have failed and thrived only to fail again.

Yet here I stand.

I have p...

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