With

Without your joy I cannot hear Without your fear I have no sight Without your constance I may die Without you near there is no light With only can I breath you in With only are you there With only can we heal and grow With only can I bear Without and we shall be…

Name

I married for the name you know The old man’s ninety two His name is Georgie Postlethwaite Not Bartholomew Tiggy thought it such a hoot To snare a man like that She called me Mrs Fossilite And married Mr Twatt

Midday

Now Dream Goals Motivation Commitment Doing the best I can Confidence Healthy Feel good Breathing pains So sick Uncomfortable nights Junk Waste Sad Gorgeousness Great food Pain Hate self Love life Relief Mad Bad Good Normal Energy Cycles Time Sleep It’s ok I’m ok Help Spoon Thrown away Wasted time Alone Disgusting The whole… Books…