Safe space

I am sad about how much loss I have already accepted
when most of you haven’t even thought about it
day by day future drifting further away
our safe space not so safe anymore
a little blue dot that contains us all
every single last one of us
every grain of rice ever grown
every breath ever taken
every heart break
every kiss
every smile
every tear
every sad face
every scream into the abyss
our civilisation
our history
our shared failures
our collective triumphs
our hope
our memory of the past
our ancestors
our parents
our children
our future
this little blue dot contains us all
our safe space
not so safe anymore
every single day drifting further away
most of you don’t give it a thought at all
but I’m at a loss from how much I’ve already accepted
and I’m sad about it all

Feels like yesterday. #100daysofblogging #Day19

The following is 2 verses I wrote recently, dedicated to my brother Tim Skinner and his son Connor Hart, who were taken from us in a tragic accident 1 year ago tomorrow.

few years ago I wrote a song for my bro
had a different message, a very different flow
there was no way then, that I could have known,
I’d never see him again and I was feeling hurt so

I wrote a little song demanding he call me
half my life had passed and I was being haunted,
waking up tearing my heart out in the morning
started as a teen, now I couldn’t ignore it.

dream he was back, wake up he’s gone again
subconscious thought trying to find a way to mend
scars from a past I was barely a part of,
wanted a change but had nowhere to start from

found a way to get a message to you,
but all you had to say is there’s nothing I can do
spoke with your girl and did a few sums
was then I found out about your four year old son

four year old son I found out about on Facebook
cutest little kid with a cheeky little look,
had the skinner chin, younger face of Tim
one single glance revealed the nature of kin

guess I’d hoped Tim you’d open up to me
invite me for a beer, maybe we could speak
hadn’t heard your voice since I was a teen,
and I wanted you to meet the adult version of me

wanted to meet your lady, you to meet my wife,
wanted to play a part in your sons life
but suddenly then, the worst turn of luck
fishing with your son when tragedy struck;

unseen wave came up under the rocks,
swept you off of your feet, both of your lives lost
hardest year through which I have ever been,
the year monther nature took you both permanently.