Romantic Life...

There's a tendency 

to romanticise

the reality of other's lives.

Cats

seem to have it all,

but then

a diet of rats, birds or cat food,

and hideous self cleaning options

is pretty unappealing!

Hard Labour

Did I have to claw my way out of my old skin

while running out of air underneath?

Did I have to feel like just maybe,

death was the easy option?

Did the tunnel have to have so many twists and turns,

that I had to carry on without seeing the light?

Faith in the strength of my spirit,

that kept labouring,

And knowing that nothing ever stays the same

is what delivered me.

Passionate Hate

And isn't the power of passion

the same feeling whether love or hate?

 A heart racing ride regardless of perspective,

culminating in different acts.

And regardless, 

we are powerless in it's grip

and vulnerable to the havoc.