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This Thing Inside Him

This thing inside him, would just not let go
would creep up and wake him, but no one would know.
'just one more' he would say in his head, 
but that 'just one more' could make him be dead,

This thing inside him, hurts like hell, 
leave this man be, he needs to be well.
To judge and to punish, to sneer and ignore,
will only make this thing inside him, make him want more.
 
This thing inside him, caused nothing but hate,
need's to be helped quickly, before its too late.
the pain and the anger going round in his soul,
needs love and support to make this man glow.

This thing inside him, got a grip of his heart,
took away his choices, kept him living in the dark.
the tears, the shakes, the horrors, the shame,
everyone wonders, just who is to blame?

This thing inside him, I pray will it will leave,
this man will beat it, I truly believe.
with love in our hearts and and hope in our prayers, 
this man will live for a 100 years.

This thing inside him, will go away, 
never to return, not even 1 day,
not to be powerless and hungry, and life is a mess,
and ashamed for your family for causing the stress.
 


A poem for all recovering and suffering addicts, please god give them the courage, 
strength and support they will need xxx
MaxineJ xxx

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Blew It Away Like the Sand

So I have some things, that I just have to say,
but please do not take me in the wrong way,
I have this tiny little problem, inside me you see,
and its called trying to live with ADHD.

These thing's that you say, they way you behave,
drive me insane, and inside me I crave,
to tell you your wrong, and look like a mug,
I cant stand the thought, of you being a thug.

If I see you pushing and constantly thrashing, 
my friends whom are weak, intending to bash em,
I will have to stand up, and defend with my heart,
Say it to me if you really wanna start!

Ill tell you the truth, don't you threat about that,
I'll never be scared of you, swinging that bat.
I've been through worse times, than you can inflict,
you can laugh and say that I am just a (b)witch.

I've taken many a beating, from one's harder than you,
you're a joke, you're clown, do the best you can do,
you will not like me, cause ill tell you the truth,
it ain't all about being a spoof.

You're a book that's been read, from cover to cover,
Predictable, laughable and not the best lover, 
you're as see through as cling film, but before its too late,
get a grip you sad person, before they will hate.

you can change the future, if only you'd try,
stop accusing and blaming, and questioning why?
look around you and see, you have a great life, 
but if you don't see before you, lose a possible wife.

So I'll tell it like it is, I wont mince my words
right there, right now, you got an incredible bird,
she loves you and would never hurt you, never make you cry,
but you spit and you hiss, and you don't even try.

You're straight out the book, the tactics you use
we know the next step, we know the short fuse,
The questions, the timing, the jealousy of friends,
its all a plan, for her social life to end.

There's really no need to hate and to follow, 
trust isn't really a bitter pill to swallow.
Life and love is really OK, 
don't be an idiot and throw it all away.

when you have a good woman be happy and proud,
get on that roof top and shout it out loud.
don't toss it aside, cause  your angry inside,
give love a chance, her on your arm bursting with pride.

I'll be honest, and truthful, and hope you will find,
the problem within, ill try to be kind,
but ADHD just makes me be true
I really mean no harm, just giving you a clue.

You can hate me, detest me, I really don't care, 
I know what your about, I'll stand and stare,
see if you have the balls,  to really be true, 
when you stand say 'hello, and how are you?' 

Been there, and done it, its really no big deal,
2 faced coward is what i do feel.
thing is it really, you don't need to be like that, 
but too proud to say, 'yeah OK I been a prat'

No need at all for the mess that is made, 
drag yourself out of that neanderthal cave.
there's more to life than fighting and hating,
you only get on shot, so love and stop wasting.

Let people in, let out your fears,
or cling on to em tight, for another 30 years,
hold on to trouble, grip tight onto hate,
lets these years pass you by, and then its too late.

look at yourself, are you really ok??
want another day marked off, with only hate to say?
we want to make you smile, and assure you its fine, 
hold glasses of wine up and clink with ' lets dine'

So I suppose the point, I am trying to say, 
with my ADHD, I'll just say it this way, 
My words come out 'hectic' and not make much sense,
but I'm trying to help you, I make no pretense.

If you think this is about you, or someone you know,
I hope that this poem will help someone to grow, 
Just ask and I'll tell you, I wont hide in the forest,
I don't have two faces, you know ill be honest!

So I bid you goodnight, and tell you I'm grateful, 
for Tony, my love, I can trust he'll be faithful,
He treats me with love and respect, don't harass me,
two way trust, with my man, means the world, I'll never judge he.

Shame on you wasters, throwing real love away,
it will spring up on you, you'll realize one day, 
you had it right there, in the palm of your hand,
but crushed it and blew it away like the sand.

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Keep On Keeping On

Theres a world, that is not mine,
People live there, so fine.
I wish I could fit in there, along side of you,
but I just dont think, with my way of life, I could do.

I hide myself all day, I'm so scared of the night, 
I want to be normal, I wish I was alright.
my heart races fast, I cant breath at all,
please someone hear me, through this  brick wall.

My head thumps so loud, my body wont stop shaking,
I'm losing control of my mind, why is it breaking?.
Am I really gifted?, or is this a bad curse,
everything around me is making it worse.

Faces turn to monsters, sounds hurt my ears, 
I've been living like this for 38 years.
I'll get better, I know, I hope and I pray,
for these ADHD symptoms to start to ease away.

The feeling of despair is a regular guest, 
Ill put make up on and try to look my best.
But the mask sometimes slips, and people can see,
the pain, the fear, the worry, the unhappy real me.

I'll leave you with this, as I carry on my day, 
with the fake smiles and laughs, in my theatrical way.
deep breaths for me, as I am a mother,
got to keep on keeping on, for no one, ill bother.

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Just Who He Can Be

Scared to leave the house,,, ''who did you see?''
heart racing when he screams,,, ''you're cheating on me!!''
cold sweaty hands,,,, ''I've been warned about you!!''
closing my eyes,,,, ''I know what you been up to!!''

Cowering when he shouts,,, ''who's that on your phone??''
turning away,,,, ''I'll find out, you know!!!''
wanting to cry,, I've done nothing wrong,
but inside he knew this, he knew all along.

Timing me traveling, to shops and to school, 
''think im stupid dont ya, you think im a fool!!!''
Rushing around as fast as I can, 
ending up stuck in traffic, this is really bad.

Things getting smashed, all my personal things, 
'I'm sorry, I'm sorry,''  the song he always sings.
Blames the red mist, or what I'm wearing,
anything but him, pretends hes now caring.

Give it 2 days, or even a week,
he'll hurt me again, for daring to speak.
not on my face though, cause people might see,
cant show the public, just who he can be.

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Normality Station

As I walk through the turmoil of ADHD
I wonder to myself, why did it have to be me?
what happened to me as a child?,
to make me feel so wild?
why cant I control my mouth and my brain?, 
why do I feel I'm going insane?
south Londoners will call me 'chicken oriental!' 
professionals will argue, 'hereditary' or 'environmental?'.
To medicate or not, is the very big question, 
spending years of misery to find the best one.
Finding the word's to say how you feel, 
to ignorant people, who just make you more i'll.
deep breaths for me and to ten I am counting,
as I try to live 'normal' and climb this slippery mountain.
at last there is hope through prayer and meditation,
to get ready as the train pulls in to normality station.

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Would You Care

Would you care, if I had to leave and go away?
Would you care, if I had to leave yo ass today?
Would you care, If I went and ripped up your sad half'a'heart?
Would you care, if I tore your whole life, ripped it all apart?

You beat me down too many times,
I  just cant see,
your face, when I am trying to hide mine,
I'm so scared,
when you make me feel like I've done something wrong,
I just cant breath,
When you stare at me, you hold it, oh so long.

Would you care, If I just packed my bags all up on you today?
Would you care, if I went and made it all my own way?
Would you care, If I just left your broke ass, mugged off, all alone?
Would you care, would you call me, sorry?, begging on the phone?

You hurt my heart just way too many times,
I just cant see, 
why I came back, when you  clearly wasn't mine,
I'm so scared, 
you played me, with the same old stupid song,
I cant breath,
all along I knew that this was just so wrong.

Would you care, if someone walked by and caught my eye?
Would you care, would you ever sit and wonder why?
Would you care, if you lost  every single part of me?
Would you care,  cause without me there simply is no we!

You want your cake and eat it too
I just cant see, 
how your gonna make this work for you?,
I'm so scared,
Of your girl finding out this way, its sad, 
I cant breath,
It's me, I'm the one who's looking bad.

Would you care, when your living by yourself and you are down?
Would you care, when your girl finds out you're just a clown.
Would you care, when I wipe my hands of you, I'm done!,
Would you care, this really isn't any fun.

I hope you can live with your mirror image, 
I hope you can live with the past, 
I'll watch you from afar,
I hope your mask can last.

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I Think I'Ll Survive

Yes, I'm left handed, I think I'll survive, 
I can walk, I can talk and actually drive!! 
I can cut paper fine, even tie my own lace's, 
which is really fantastic , when competing in race's.

The shock of some people, the look of dismay! 
''wow your left handed, are you sure your ok''
its really no problem, I assure you, its cool,
I have no problem's with it, and neither should you.

So pointing it out, for people to see, 
is not very nice, so just let me be.
I'm happy being a lefty, I feel sorry for you,
but I wont point out, a thing about you.

Yes, I'm left handed, I will be okay,
I can make it through, another day.
I can raise 3 children, keep a dog and a cat,
not ashamed to be a lefty, don't you worry about that!

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Never Throw Stones

It had been a bad day, she kicks off her shoes.
grabs the one thing from the fridge, that remove's all her blues, 
its cool and refreshing, it tingles, it clean's, 
it comes in a bottle, if you know what I mean.

The uniforms want washing, the children need feeding, 
the house needs cleaning, everyone is just 'needing'!!
just a sip here and there, when no one is looking, 
her man comes in the kitchen, she pretends she is cooking.

She 'smiles' and she's 'happy', if only they knew,
the pain in her head, every hour it grew.
she's expected to be normal, a mother, a wife,
who's going to help this woman, struggling with life?

The med's are not working, she cant work out why,
shes helpless and scared and just wants to cry.
a new day tomorrow, please god she stays strong, 
and leaves that wine bottle, where it belongs.

She has things to do, but she lets it all pass,
she hides in the garden, and fills up her glass, 
everything is messy, her home and her mind,
people do judge, they are so unkind.

The help that she needs is support and love, 
not judging or slagging, just give her a hug!
she's afraid and lonely, your help it is needed,
shes crying inside, her heart it is bleeding.
 
Take time from your life, to ask 'how is your day?', 
not look down your nose, in your usual way.
be kind and be caring, please don't be so cold,
People in glass house's, should never throw stones.


This was inspired my a few things going on around me at the moment. xx maxine xx

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Council Girl Waster

Knocking on the door, can your mate come out to play?, 
or is she grounded for yet another sunny day?.
Meeting up with your mates, hanging around the park, 
getting up to no good, until way after dark.

Listening to music, all night party's, having a dance, 
Fitti over there giving me a glance.
he was 16, i weren't a teenager yet, 
oh yes my dad would hate him, you can bet on that.

Then me mum mug's me off, 'Max get down the shop'
'all this mucking around girl, it's gonna blimmin' stop!'
Shut away in my room, put on me headphones,
bit of Shalamar? maybe some Stones?.

Sharing a bedroom with 3 boys was proper manic, 
everything of mine broken, me mum in a panic.
Tower block by the Thames, 2 bedroom flat, 
not enough room to swing a skinny cat.

Dad was a car crusher, worked every hour god sent,
put food on the table, no money was ever lent.
mum was too proud, to sign on the dole,
working class family, full of heart and plenty of soul.

School was fun, all me mates were there,
but instead of learning, I would just sit and stare.
Dolly daydreamer by name, scatty ann by nature, 
destined to be nothing but a council girl waster.


Just a little look into my life as a child growing up on a council estate in South London x
Maxine xx

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Tony's 'Mrs'

Unconditional, that is the love, 
he really is my gift from above.
he cuddles, he care's, he hugs and he kisses, 
I'm so very proud to be called Tony's 'mrs'

Put's up with my madness, my mess and my stress, 
I really must tell you, he's simply the best.
Understand's my brain, and why i get crazy, 
never tells me off for being 'scatty' or 'lazy'

Laughs at my jokes, heal's all my pain,
life with you Tony, I have everything to gain.
we've had our bad days and lesson's were learn't,
when I lost you last time baby, I felt nothing but hurt. 
 
we got back together, I was truly so glad,
my heart was so empty, and I must have been mad.
to think you was the one with the problem at all, 
I then looked at my 'self' and saw the 'dark wall'.

I now know that I too, had to work on my head, 
I was confused and thought that 'we' were just dead
to find you again, I had to find 'me'
wrestle my own demon's and just let them be

so my darling Tony, this poems for you,
for being my rock, as you always do.
thank you for your support, love and kisses, 
so very proud to be called 'Tony's Mrs'



Dedicated to the one person in the world who 'gets' me, thank you Tony, I love you, 
so very much xxx Maxine xxx