Who I am.

Insight fiftynine i love nature, the feel on sand between my finger tips, cold water around my feet, mud on my clothing. the sweet smells, soft sounds and roaring features of pure beauty. i love the evenings in which i spend laying sleepless in bed, warm blanket around my bare shoulders, ears pricking at the wind ruffling the trees leaving as the rain hammers down under my window ledge. watching the rain race down my window, the scattered lights bouncing, waving back and forth as the whistles rush throught the slight crack in the window. the perfect scenery on the sea, with salty air and blurting birds wisping in the sky, the clouds dacning around the golden sun. if only i could run, far away from home and go the places i feel most at home. no phone, no friends, no one but me and nature, arm in arm as we walk around the country, seeing the places only photograpths have shown. just nature. it makes everything seen at peace, in balance, every opposing each other but at the same time co...

insight eightythree rainbow arching over the small town a blue sky turned grey prayers quickly spoken to the Almighty a lost beauty within the hearts of all a crying cloud dampened the moods further into the mud ground not a smiled shared within those dear until the rainbow, like clockwork, appeared moving on to new beginnings leaving behind the thoughts of her and us and all that became of the rainbow and nothing more stripes of colour painting through a negative mood lit afternoon lifting the smiles of those in need that rainbow healing the mad another day of plans for the future one she never got a speech of new knowledge and potential with those colours behind her friend watching from a distance the sky shine colours bright a rainbow that is, for us, different for it is her that shows her light

insight eightytwo  it’s at this time of year when I miss you most. another year without you and i need you more than ever. i saw a rainbow today, across the sky near where i now go to school, when listening to a song about losing someone you love that touches my heart every time it plays. i went back to our school, collecting some old work from before, to a place that holds so many memories and pain that i wished not to stay for long. you were there, i felt it, i felt you there with me in the hall, as if you had never left. i left you there, trapped in that school because how can i imagine you anywhere else? it’s coming up to christmas and i miss you most. i need you here to shower with gifts and a card holding love enclosed within. a merrry christmas feeling not so jolly without you, a saddening weight in my heart for you family at this time of year. another christmas without you, my angel, another festivity without you to sing with, or to enjoy snow days with, or moan how col...

insight eightyone this isn’t living - a poem im still alive but im barely breathing the lyrics i now understand the darkness haunting my mind every thought shadowed upon dull in the eyes  where the dark lines lie barely seeing the sky of blue between the dark clouds so grey. a smile for her, a smile for him lies beneath broken lips a frown for the mirror the truth setting in tick tock tick tock, clock chiming loud midnight dawns and the pen still writing dragging the words out. too tired to love too exhausted to be broken the weight on shoulders pulling at the strings in reality wishing there would be another way to stop time in its tracks to have the time to 'live' but if this is living, i’d rather be  dead

insight eighty i can't even deny it. i am obsessed with you. it's like a wave of emotion has washed over me, and i see how much i have fallen for you, how much i have fallen flat on my face for you. im obsessed with the way you look at me when i smile, your eyes dead set on my lips as i tease you. im obsessed with the way you hold me tight, and wrap your arms around me, keeping me close. im obsessed with your face when you're resting, sleeping so pure and precious. im obsessed with your touch and your hands tracing on my back, your fingertips so light and smooth. im obsessed with your laugh when i say something stupid, sighing in disappointment but still smiling in love. im obsessed with the way you make me feel and the support you give me, holding me and letting me ramble about everything in my head, not wavering when my voices cracks in near-set tears. im obsessed with everything you : your life, your family, your hobbies, your dislikes - i want to know it all and more....

insight seventynine A few small poems recovered from the notes in my phone -  jumper a burgundy hood hides my messy hair ties ravelled within it the sleeves too long for my arms like little mittens covering my hands just my finger tips showing proud deeper into the woven material is a boy a tall handsome man with a piercing smile bright eyes and a smart mind he being one of few things i hold close to my heart and by close i mean within it a boy who fought to be there a scent of him throws me off tracks my mind wishing it to be a hug from his long arms fitting into these long sleeves - wrapping them around me a smell that i cant unrecognize  subtle reminding of who i have near smiling before the glazed surface my rosy cheeks staring back at me hiding the lines from smiles around my mouth with the oversized phenomenon that is this jacket this hoodie that represents so much more than just warmth also him, and love, and happ...

insight seventyeight a bit of a different account today -  i wrote a report on racism and material deprivation and how it influences the education of ethnic minorities.  i thought it pretty good, and interesting. enjoy :)) Rights or racism? Are we subconsciously excluding ethnic minorities? Well the answer is simply yes! All research points to the mind-set of a discriminative society that segregates ethnic minorities potentially without even realising it. But is it a shock? Not necessarily. Seeing political battles and hate crimes on the news each day makes us immune and almost blind to the severity of worldwide racism and negative judgement that disrupts ethnic minorities’ lives on a daily basis. A shocking unseen divide between races in society is uncovered within the accommodation and living conditions of these ethnic minorities. According to Guy Palmer (2012), almost ½ of all ethnic minority children live in low income households, as against ¼ o...