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COMP FEBUARY/JULY 2005

UNTITLED

Blank following, he quietly looks at me Eyes glaze over as he looks through me

Stern and cold as my shivering body moulds to his body and i see the destruction,

The endless war against himself If only he would let himself

He could impound the blackness all his sadness In a cell with a combination only he knows

So he could control when to feel and what to feel But where's the fun in that.

Reality seemed to have skipped me when He was handing it out.

And don't you see man? You affect me!

Some words you say.. Shoot me down, Mess me up

But I enjoy being messed up by you, because you are you and I am me.

Not again. Mind and body pushed and squeezed.

Wringing my shivering hands, torn feet and skirts, chasing my bare chested mare

Bruised and marred, glorious specimen

Don't you see man? There is feeling in not feeling!

Feel everything, let yourself One day all will complete itself, the cycle will grind to a deafening halt

Devastatingly slowly you are watching from outside mute and solemn, Sublime, Brilliant, August Specimen

I am watching from the outside silently crying

We are different from most Us and our army advancing closer to the inevitable truth

That one day we will actually discover the ineludible truth Don't run.

Written by: Jessica Taylor

MEMORIES

I hold on to your memory,

I hold on to your love,

I feel with each step I take, your calling me from above.

I use your name as I always would,

Wishing only for a reply,

I often find myself sitting here, Just simply wondering why?

You left so sudden this world of ours,

You took with you my heart,

For when you left you destroyed my faith, It was hard for me to part.

I use to lay awake and think of you,

While you were ill in the very next room,

I use to pretend that all was good, And forget about the feelings of doom.

I knew deep down you were going to go,

I just never let myself admit,

I miss you more than anything dad,

Not just a little bit. Now this world is cold without you,

I often need my dad, I find it hard to think of you,

Without feeling very sad.

I’m due to marry very soon, A girl without her dad,

I wish you could be by my side, Then I wouldn’t feel so bad

. I’m thirty two ,you left me at seventeen,

There was still so much to do, I so wish we had more time together,

And I know that you would too.

I visit your grave and sit and talk, I know you know I am there,

Why is this world so cruel, Why is it so unfair?.

I will always think of you, I will forever kiss your photo goodnight,

And I’m not quite ready yet ,

But save me a place next to you in the light

Written by--Lissa Griffiths ** Sinfin England

1st Prize $60 from Annie Gastin

CRAWL UNDER THE CARPET and NEVER COME OUT

For parenting 16 is the qualification,

No certificate required, experience nor compassion,

We should have one, its the fashion,

Or perhaps an accident or too much passion.

Centrifugal inertia is a calculated with mathematical equation,

How do you measure the pressure and forces and frustration,

In a learning curve of an infants invasion,

Has this even registered in the experts imagination.

Fd clean dry and warm, the baby is growing.

Years pass and the child learns what it is shown

Money, success, status, power, control acceptance never know,

The seeds of insecurity so subtly sown.

Bounteous love, allocated with iron will and savage blows,

"Its for your own good you should know"

Shattered blood vessels cause pretty bruises to show,

But you cant see where the seretonin docent grow

How do you gauge the impact of the stare of the stone,

What increments measure the toxicity of the tone,

Whats the value of one cuddle never known,

Now a young adult consistently fails,

"After all we have done for you " a parent wails,

Anxiety and insecurity controlling like rails,

Nothing to support a heart and mind to hoist it's sails,

Subtle like fog is depression,

Bound by a life time of invalidation,

No evidence to contradict the subjegatation,

Autominy some mythical aberration.

All ones life a pattern of emotional deprivation,

The parents responses toxic to all affection,

Media reports of perverts, rape and sexual perdition,

Sweet feeling of romance a nightmare affliction.

How deep are the horrors in ones imagination,

The drugged state of mind spinning infatuation,

An absolute recipe for mind shattering devastation,

So Never "NEVER" let it out to suffer rejection,

Specks of emotional nuturance the eyes forever gleaming,

A starving animal, ever vigilant, always glimpses stealing.

Scanning bodies, a a morsel gulped of anything revealing,

Forever trapped, for even eye contact is overwhelming,

"Hello how are you" as they pass by,

Replied with a nervous inaudible "Hi"

Or exposing the terror in a squeaky pitched voice,"Hi"

A heart and mind too numb to just cry.

Friends all married the only one left about'

A mothers prompt "There's a nice person ask them out "

In shear panic I want to run and shout,

Or crawl under the carpet and never come out.

 

Written by--Bob Napier ** Darwin NT.

 

TEAR DROPS

Lemon tear drops flow down my cheeks

They leave a bitter taste that makes my mouth feel weak

Weak like the rest of me

I am weak in both mind and matter

I am so sensitive you see

For all my life kids made fun of me

But I am older now

And the scares run very deep

I am so self-concious

That I have considered surgery

I have tried to cut myself

But could never push the razor hard enough

To let blood seep through..

. Instead I hit myself till I leave bruises on my skin

The bruises give me reason to cover up myself..

. I think that they are what keeps me feeling sane!!

For without them I would feel the real pain

Of everyone seeing the real me.

.. So PLEASE do me a favour, do not look at me

For what you are seeing is not the real true ME!!

Written By: Sharni Kanon, Cortnee Munchow

Darwin

My Wittle Friend

I have a little lepricorn friend, That nobody else can see,

I can tell him anything, He keeps me company.

He was brought up with the faries, He had no family

I was told, He was found on a leaf,

When he was zero months old. He wandered out of farie land,

That is how we met, Lucky I found him first,

And it wasnt my sharped tooth pet.

He told me a little secret, Which was his funny name,

I couldnt help but laugh at him, His face was filled with shame

. He ran away from the forest, He was sad and he was hurt,

The faries laughed at the name he was given, My poor little friend Philbert.

No one else can see him, People often stop and stare,

When im talking into space, To something that isnt there.

When you see me talking to him, Just remember to ignore,

He is my little lepricorn friend, He'll always be there for sure!

Written by -Stacie Ashlet-Darwin

2 Prize-$40 from Amadeus Music School

Dreams of Wonderland

When I?m standing in the dark

The candle has no light

Hot wax dripping on my hands and feet

Alone and unafraid

Wondering the shadows

Darkness will never hide its face

And neither will I

Surrounded by the ghosts of memories long forgotten

Tears of joy streaming

Cries of pain fill my ears

But I won?t be afraid I won?t run away

Fighting the darkness

Voices in my head

Singing ancient lullaby?s

Valleys of ashes far away

The light returns

The dreams are ending

My eyes burning from the darkness

My fear returns

The darkness is my friend

Yet its banished once again

Loneliness; my sin

Yet love my forgiveness.

Aliah Haste

3rd Prize -$20 from Donna Jesses-wish

If

If every thing was dark would you be my light?

If I couldnt see would you give me sight?

If I didnt want kids would you be ok with that?

If I was abit chubby would you call me fat?

If Ineeded comfort would you stay with me through out the years?

If I was sick from crying would wipe away the tears?

Would you brake up with me if people were teasing us and taunting?

I'm asking these questions because I'm scared and not knowing is haunting me, but love or friendship you can not see, so you have to live by faith and not by sight, and time will tell if our love will take of flight.

Tiana Beale--Sanderson--Darwin-13 yrs

I hate school 14 lines. Sonnet

1. I hate waking up early for school

2. I hate catching the bus it doesn't rule

3. I hate when the teacher yells

4. I hate how her hair curls

5. I hate when the teacher burps

6. I hate it when she slurps

7. I hate doing work

8. I hate the rules

9. There made for fools

10. I hate when the teacher talks

11. It sounds like a pack of hawks

12. I hate the teacher's big fat ass

13. It makes her look like she has no class

14. But most of all I hate the fact that I have to go to school!!!

Melodie Bailey-- Darwin NT

 

Deep & Meaningful
with Stacie Ashlet

Why? - The Ma


Why?
Stacie Ashlet

Why do I feel this way,
Why is it happening to me,
All along I’ve played my part,
Now my life is falling apart.

I look for happiness,
Or I look for the light;
I want to die in the middle of the night.
I try so hard to look for an end,

My hearts so empty it will never end.
I need a heart, I need a soul,
I have to accomplish at least one goal.

Why is it hard, why is it me?
I try so hard to let things be.
Why is this happening, what have I done?

I’m fucking 16 I need some fun.
I’m falling apart and so is my heart.
Why is this happening to me?

~~~

This poem helped me, when I was in a bad stage of depression, One day last year I felt so horrible with myself, I thought about suicide. I had a knife in my hand, kept asking myself whether I wanted to do it, I thought about a lot of negative things for a while... Then I realized I should be telling myself positive things, then I ended up putting the knife down, Getting a piece of paper and writing out this poem, after that I felt much better.

- Stacie Ashlet

Pirates "

Aye me harties" the captian said,

As he tumbled out of bed.

"We've got a long day to find the tresure,

That will give me lots of pleasure.

So up the crows nest lads,

And scan the wide horizon man to man."

"LAND AHOY" the look outs cried,

"Man the boats lads we'll not be denied."

Very soon they found there tresure,

The captian gave each man his measure.

They drank the captians health in rum,

And all were very pleased they'd come! -

Stacie Ashlet

 
 


The Mask
Stacie Ashlet

I’m a special glow, I hear,
In Friendly peoples Eyes.
My face is filled with smiles,
But my heart is filled with lie's.

I have a mask that’s always on,
And no one knows its there.
When I slightly take it off,
People stop and stare.

I wonder when the day will come,
When I can chuck it out.
And will I be that friendly child,
Who was never in any doubt.

I fill the world with happiness,
Making people smile is my job.
When I’m all alone at home,
I sit around and sob.

I have a painful life you see,
It’s just the way I am.
There's nothing I can change or do.
To make the girl I once knew.

~~~

I don’t know whether this relates to your site. But depression is most common in teenager’s and can lead to suicide or Drugs...
These poems are my heart and soul. I am happy to share them with you all.
If you want to share your thoughts drop us a line donna@jesses-wish.org.au

- Stacie Ashlet

***********

 

Writings from the Heart

by

Kirsty Munro

Its Over

If you are Expecting me to cry then you've got me all wrong

I f you think I'm going to shed a tear for you obviously you haven't known me for long

If you thing I'm gonna sit im my room desperately thinking of you

then you have another thing coming cuz I have better things to do!!!!!!

If you think I'm going to talk mice to you and try to get on your good side

Then I don't know what you are thinking because I have to much pride.

I you are waiting for me to call and beg for "one more try" then Baby don't wait for the phone

CUZ THIS................TIME IT IS MY GOODBYE

My Grandfather

My love is so deep just like a open sea

It well go on for ever more into Eternity

when I was brought into your life Angels smiled upon me

with you came a whole new world to me my soul was then set free.

And ever since that Beautiful day my thoughts are turned to you so to your shining star above

I'll always Remember you When it is my time to leave this earth to rise to above

I'll already know what it is like for having you my Grandfather

If you Love Him

If you love him anough you will leave him If he loves you so much why doesn't he show it

When you walk past each other in the street' he don't even Bother looking'

because he is with the fella's

When he wants something he Expects you to run and jump for him

When you need a leading hand He makes fun of you with all he's friends

BUT when you are alone he is so sweet so kind you are so confused for what to do,

So in the end you feel low and blue

Because you are wasting your love on something that isn't even true.

Poem

I'm sorry I didn't say good-bye, Who would have thought this is how we would be

this is what has become, of what was once you and me

apart of my heart you don't say a word but every soft whisper in your heart

I know is heard when Ido hear your voice calling out to me

I turn to run to you then I know you cannot be

I reach out to touch you to hold you once again, but you don't reach back

leaving an emptiness within my hand sweeps across the ground where you know peacefully sleep

Longing for you to reach up and rise from the grave,So deep.

I gently kiss your name engraved upon the star

left to cry at you grave side, left to cry alone

I long to know, so many good-byes, hurt so badly, I wish I could have been there for you.

and often think of taking your same vale

But then I think of all life's blessings without all blessings you did without

I will face all of lifes baffles with out you, by my self

I can't help thinking if I had fought them with you? would it be you, who would have died ?

I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, but I will never leave you, nowor forgive mysel

never say good-bye, I know I will see you once again, but I now I must go on.................

Somehow Tears drop from my grieving eyes as I lay roses at your side,

I am left to cry at your graveside, left to cry alone



...............


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Ambivalence
Damien Trimingham

Embroiled in a drug-filled haze
Melting defense
Got lost in amaze.
Lost to my own desire to hurt
Lost to the girl
And a white powdered dirt.
Confused the emotion of pleasure and pain
Playing my life
Like playing a game.
Caught in my own
Self-spinning web
Fighting a war that exists inside my head.
The inner child has lost to the man
That could not see past
An indifferent plan.
Lost every rational thought in my head
Caught in a shell
With nothing but time.
And now as I watch
Yet I'm shielding my eyes
With a needle protruding
I'm feeding the lies
A memory, a thought
A relinquishing sigh
A decision to make
To live or to die.
To be
Or to be not, said the guilt ridden Dane
To find out the truth
And finish the game.
Watching the screen now my battles been won
But what of the kids
Whose battle goes on?
Understand, educate and never be blind
To the drug that steals
Health spirit and mind

~~~

Written about his addiction
 


Delicate Webs of Pain
Jesse Kittel

Shadows in my mind again,
Delicate Webs of pain,
I feel myself turned inside out,
Again and yet again.

I came to see you Dr Dreams,
To ease my aching heart,
The pain of failed and broken dreams,
Was tearing me apart.

You gave me pills and powders,
Herbs and potions too,
Combining in my heart and soul,
Into one unholy brew,

I came to take the pain away,
But you rather took my mind,
With the shackles of addiction,
My spirit, you did bind.

Ill leave you now, if I can,
You are tearing out my soul
For all Ive been and done before,
I choose to live a free man,

Shadows in my mind again,
Delicate Webís of pain,
I feel myself turned inside out
Again and yet again.

~~~

The Morphine had control
1998
 


Give Me
Jo-Anom

Give me joy to play with daily,
Give me solace among the crowds,
Give me laughter of sincerity,
Give me strength to go on.

~~~

March 2003
 
 


Go, Straight
Anon.

When you want to escape reality, Marijuana is the golden key,
Get on cloud nine, and fly away, that is the old you and me
But now there's something to live for, and there's no excuses anymore
So get a grip on reality, and walk out your door

But the Bong's in your hand, and your back on the floor
Wondering where all the Gunja went, and your still asking for more
So come on people leave the drugs behind,
You dont need them anymore

You wont feel so dopy and you'll have a clear mind,
Don't start stealing for drugs, were not always, going to be thugs,
So wake up to your senses, make a new friend, drop your defenses,
You can start again.

Life isn't that hard, so dont you pretend,
Think of all the good times you've had,

You are the winner in the end
A life without drugs it isn't so mad, at first life's a bit hazy,
Till the clouds of confusion disappears,
Go straight it's not crazy, reality here!!!!!!!
In side of you

~~~

Reflecting on the life of
Jaime McPherson
 


Jesse
Jan

A soul so ancient and loving
Rare in a body so young,
Eyes full of love and compassion for the plight of his fellow man

To know him was to love him
He touched so many lives, but all the good he saw in others he couldn’t see in himself.
Society’s loss, they couldn’t see their heavenly fathers spirit,
for in rejecting Jesse, they turn their backs on him.

Donna I thank you for the gift of sharing your precious son,
Jesse’s spirit lives on in all he loved and who in turn loved him.

~~~

To Donna from Jesses friend Jan
1999
 


Just Playing Dead
Donna Kittel

I keep on thinking, He's just playing, Just playing what.
My head feels heavy thought keep spinning, flying out of my head.
Last night I think? Someone said dead.
Tonys coming to pick me up, I must get dressed, this is a first, must look my best.
That’s it I'll wear the Black! Jesse will be there he likes me in that.
Oh! He looks so handsome, look at that face, so strong and masculine, not a hair out of place.
The fruit of my loins, my reason for joy, my heart, My life, My only boy.
I cant wait for the day youll have a boy. Granny Ill be to a bundle of joy.
What have the done to you? You look so blue, I kiss your lips, they're icy too.

Thats right, I remember your just playing dead. Just like a kid, just playing dead.

Whats this shit! Something's not right, you were nice and warm only last night.
Thursday it was I got to your door, popped in my head, there you were flat out on the bed.
I gave you a shake! Said up sleepy head. But you wouldn't get up were just playing dead.
Stop it Jesse, I began to shout, you know that shit just freaks me out.
I shook you hard you just flopped about, I blew in your mouth and it just came out.
I kept blowing and blowing it just came out. I breathed in my life but it just came out.
Then I began to really shout, Get up you bugger, it not funny, Cut it out.
But no as always, you have your way, wouldn't get up what ever I said.
You must have said bang, because you were just playing dead, just like kid, just playing dead.

The Last time I seen you, then they took you away.
Mum

~~~
 


Mirror of the Soul
Jesse Kittel

And to I saw a man of shadow
Upon a steed of Fire
A yea he raced his flaming mount
About the raging gyre

He flees the pain of broken dreams
And tortured inflamed soul
He spurs his mount yet faster still
Yet never nears his goal

From human drives and passions
He ever runs away
He’s always driven by his fears
Until his dying day

And when he turned to gaze behind
A strange thing he did see
For when I looked upon his face
I saw that he was me.

~~~

The injured soul of Jesse Kittel
1998
 


Miss Heroin
Unknown addict

So now little man
You've grown tired of your grass
And someone is pretending to be your friend
Said 'I'll introduce you to miss Heroine'
Well honey, before you start messing with me
Just let me tell you how it will be
For I'll seduce you and make you my slave
Believe me, we have sent stronger men to the grave
You think you could never become a disgrace
And end up addicted to poppy seed waste
You start by experimenting one afternoon
And end up asleep in my arms pretty soon
Then once I have entered deep in your veins
The craving will drive you nearly insane
You'll need lots of money as you have been told
For darling, I'm worth more than gold
You'll swindle your mother just for a buck
and turn into someone who's vile and corrupt
You'll mug and steal for the narcotic charms
Then feel so content when I'm in your arms
Then you'll relise the monster inside you has grown
And solemnly swear to leave me alone
But if you think its easy, that you've got the knack
Then sweetie, try getting me of your back
The vomit, the cramps, your guts in a Knot
The jangling nerves screaming for one more shot
The hot chills, the cold sweats of the withdrawal pains
Can only be saved by the little white grains
So now you've returned, (just as I foretold)
And now you'll give me your body and soul
You'll give me your morals, your conscience, your heart
And now your all mine to Death do us part

~~~

The Grip of the Drug
 


On This Day
Donna Kittel

On this day the third year gone,
Of the one I loved beyond compare,
Jesse, brown eyed and fair of hair,
I felt alone and full of despair,

I turn on the computer, long of face,
To kill the time, to dull the mind,
What I found, made the heart race,
I found there friends of all kinds.

To share my sorrow and soothe my mind,
From all nations and far and near.
Sharing their words to soothe my ears.
Sharing the sorrow of one held dear.

Jesse my heart, we have family here.
Family with heart, Family held dear.

Cyber friends far and near,

~~~

 


Rebirth
Jesse Kittel

The light fades from a Northern sky,
There’s beauty all around,

It’s hiding in the stars on high,
And in every little sound,

Midst even the most barren soil,
The shoots of new life abound,

For all across this mortal coil,
The winds of new hope blow,

And in the ashes of my heart,
Loves springs forth anew,

For I’ve been granted a new start,
And now know what to do,

I’ll not now let a chance go by,
But learn from what I’ve found,

And nothing now shall ever spoil,
This chance for me to start anew.

~~~

Written by Jesse 2 weeks before his death,
when he came out of rehab with hope in his heart.
 


The Outcast
Jesse Kittel

I am he, who walks in shadow
Watcher twixt the moment
Son of darkness kin of blood
I walk the twisted corridors of mind
The way of convoluted logic
Madness at every turn
I fear I be forever lost
Doomed to dwell eternally
In a hell of insane dreams
Jumping at voices none else can hear
Forever shunned, unable to conform
Even in my own soul Outcast
Rejected even by the self
For eternity Outcast
By the crime of being different

~~~

How Jesse felt having Epilepsy & Addiction
1998

 


The Perfect Mothers Son
Donna Kittel

This is the tale of Jesse, the perfect mothers son,
He had every thing together; he thought he was a gun.
He had the pain, but he had the pills, they soon became as one
It closed in slowly, he was unaware, the perfect mothers son
The delicate webs of pain and the addiction were as one,
The pills and powders given him were bringing him undone.
His mother’s pain at his plight was tearing at his heart.
The morph had him in its grip, holding on real fast
His mind in turmoil, his heart in pain and his soul not his to rule
The delicate webs of pain and the addiction were as one
Slowly but persistently it bought every thread undone
They gave him pills and powders, herbs and potions too
Combining in his heart and soul, into one unholy brew.
He came to take the pain away, but it rather took his mind,
With the shackles of addiction his spirit it did bind.
The delicate webs of pain and the addiction were as one,
The drugs had finally claimed his soul, nothing could be done
Picks and powders, death and shadows invaded every dream,
He was still his mother’s son, but not half of what he had been,
He fought it hard with all he had, but couldn’t break its grasp,
The delicate webs of pain and the drugs were as one
I could sense that death was approaching, darkening my door
Just one more hit, it will be my last, how true these words become,
He closed his eyes and drowned in phlegm, my beautiful tortured son
I hope to Christ, it was worth the price that never-ending dream.
The delicate webs of pain and the addiction were as one,
The Addiction has finally gone, but so has my beautiful son
And his delicate webs of pain are forever left behind,
Just as I have loved him, the pain is now all mine

~~~

Donna Kittel for Jesse
2000
 


You who Love
Anon.

You who love do most cursed be,
For in your joy is dark despair,

Of happiness must you be ware,
As twill rend thy very heart from thee,

And canst thy immortal souls not see,
Gainst suffering such as brought by care,
The human spirit cannot well fare,

For tis in grief we pay for ecstasy,
To such lofty heights we do aspire,

We ask for more than we can give,
In perfect dreams does romance live,

Not for loves all embracing fire,
But rather failures hateful mire,

Who could anothers dreams fulfill?
Even but they had the will,

Of reaching for stars, all must soon tire,

Better to have loved and lost,
Than to never have loved at all,

Such lies ourselves we ever tell,
Tis not really worth the cost,

To feel the heights before the fall,
Then hasten to our private hell.

~~~

Written for Leanne

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When You Dream

When you dream, they are waiting there,

They talks to you with silent voice, All those doubts, and all those fears.

They will be no more, when they are near,

Hushed voices harmonious, without a care,

Soft rustling of wings, the serenity there,

The end of pain, the peace that's gained

In heaven or some other plane.

Just tranquil memories, no anxious minds.

The tormented souls are left behind.

You are both as one for all dreams time.

When you dream, they are in your mind

Then you wake, it comes rushing in,

The silent tears slip off you chin,

You count the moments until you dream

To be as one and all that means.

So wear a smile, don't despair,

How can they be gone, when they are here,

In your heart, all through the years.

In happy times or silent tears.

In your dreams, they are waiting there

Donna for Jesse 2003

 

ENTRIES IN YOUTH WEEK COMP APRIL 2003

2003

BOTTLED UP

I'm always by myself, Sitting on a train,

My life is such a mess, I'm always in pain.

I have so much to say, My mouth will not work,

I have to let it out, It's starting to hurt I try to write it down,

Can't think of how to say, My feelings are all crushed,

and I'm in dismay. My feelings are inside,

I have to let them out, Nobody to tell,

and I can't seem to shout. I'm bound down by tight chains,

I want to get free, It seems I always feel that nobody loves me.

But you've always loved me, I know this is true,

And for as long as I live, I will love you too.

So, when I think of this, things are not so bad,

Thankyou for loving me, Love, I'll always have.

Christopher Csabonyi---Sydney Australia

Best Darwin Entrant--gift voucher

THE MASK

I’m a special glow, I hear,

In Friendly peoples Eyes. My face is filled with smiles,

But my heart is filled with lie's. I have a mask that’s always on,

And no one knows its there. When I slightly take it off,

People stop and stare. I wonder when the day will come,

When I can chuck it out. And will I be that friendly child,

Who was never in any doubt. I fill the world with happiness,

Making people smile is my job. When I’m all alone at home,

I sit around and sob. I have a painful life you see,

It’s just the way I am. There's nothing I can change or do.

To make the girl I once knew.

Stacie Ashlet---Darwin, Northern Territory

AFRAID

Like a little lost child I sometimes feel this way

I try and hide the emotion But it doesn't seem to go away

A sudden gust of wind sends shivers down my spine

I find myself running to find a place to hide

When the tears begin to subside I begin to wipe my cheeks

But the pain is still inside And will not be released

I fall to my knees and my force becomes so weak

I don't how to face it I don't how to try

I feel like this is the greatest feat that has occured in my life

It's a bridge slowly falling into the water beneath

If only I had someone here to catch me from my feet

As the shadows start to loom I see them closing in

It's like your trapped and you can't get out

What are you to do when you feel this way? Afraid

Chloe Rawhiti Darwin NT

SURROUNDED

The rain falls down On top of me

The clouds cover my eyes So that I can’t see

The fog has me surrounded So that I can’t leave

I am imprisoned Until I believe

I am imprisoned Because I am different from the rest

Because I act strangely And I didn’t pass their test

And I ask you now Will you please let me go

Let me be myself Let my true colours show

Zoey Mitchell---Caboolture Queensland

WORLD VISION

On the ground lay a boy at the age of 13

This boy had no family, no shoulder to lean

Living by himself but surrounded by other people living in poverty

As he stood up he asked, “why is this happening to me?

He leant over and drank some dirty water And the food supply was getting shorter

As he started crying, sad he started to feel He was in great pain and feeling very ill

He looked up into the sky and started to pray

Tired and desperate there he lay Independence at so young

Not knowing a new miracle had began

This boy had now been sponsored I’ve been touched by an angel he said

He now has clean water and more food to eat Even shoes for his sore bare feet

This boy has now an education Just another sponsor from the nation

But don’t you think there should be more? Please help today and don’t ignore

For there is many people dying each and every day

Please pick up the phone and say “I want to sponsor a child”

And make someone else’s life worthwhile

After all it’s your decision If not, what is your world vision?

Kiah Fereday-----Darwin NT

WHY????

Why are you taking all them pills babe, Why are you screwing yourself up,

You used to be so friendly girl, You once knew how to laugh,

There's nothing i can do now, Its your life, Its up to you,

Id really like to help you, But i dont know what to do.

Why are you shooting up babe, Is it because of your mum,

She already loves you, You dont have to get involved in that stuff,

All your money is wasting away, And you sacrifice your food,

Just for a hit once a day, To make you feel so good.

I remember when you started with weed, It didnt worry me too much,

Just a bit of fun, It wasnt ever ment to harm,

But now your a heavy user, Not of weed, but the other drugs,

I never knew our first cone would, Lead you down hell's path.

It hurts me inside to see you like this, I know that you have dreams,

You say you wanna car someday, But how are you going to afford this,

All your money down the drain, and All your friends are gone,

But i'll still always love you babe, If you ever decide to come home.

Emma--------Darwin NT

LIFE

Why is life so confusing? With its weird, mysterious ways.

Why can’t things be so simple? So I can plan out all my days.

It dishes out the rubbish, It sorts through out the pain.

And sitting here I wonder, What do I have to gain?

What does my life hold for me? What will the outcome be?

I wish I had a vision, So at least that I could see.

Exactly what my path is, Or where I have to go.

What I have to really do, I’d really like to know.

I’m sick of all the guesswork, Of what I’m doing, if it’s right.

What I say or how I feel, I Just can’t see it in my sight.

I just need some answers, Or someone, to reassure.

To tell me now, that things are right, That I’ll make mistakes no more.

So sit I will, and wait again, To see, what happens, when?

I just hope I last the mile, Well let’s see what happens then!

Helen Hayden----Vicoridge Kennels, NSW

JAMES PARTY

. Im leaving James' Party now, And there all a bit pissed.

As i pull out onto the kerb, I got a phone call, It was my mum,

She said "Where are you?, Hows the party going?"

"I've just left" I said "I'll be home in 10". "Dont worry mum, Im not drunk,

And i didnt take no drugs. Mum i just drank soda water, Gotta go now mum, bye"

. As i pulled up at the lights, They turned green.

I can see a bright light, What the hell. Im laying on the pavement now,

How did i get here? I see the paramedics,

Standing over me. Just standing over me, Just looking at me.

I hear one of them say, She'll be dead in a short while.

Why me, he was drunk, He hit me, Why should i pay for ones mistakes.

I dont wanna die,