My brothers gone to Dakar, no he has gone to Mali,
Where the hell is he, on this god damn rally.

He crossed the channel, and went to France,
Couldn’t speak the language, just took his chance.

High in the Pyrenees, a tyre blew, in the deepest snow,
He changed the wheel, then off again he’d go.

It was a long drive down to southern Spain,
There the sun was shining, and no sign of rain.

Then cross over into Africa, now this really is a race,
Some fast, some slow, they all go at their own pace.

There was some rest and relaxation, to the sky he took,
Beach flying in Rabat, soaring high, just to have a look.

Now in the Atlas Mountains, he’s gone and got the squits,
No toilet for a hundred miles, this place is just the pits.

The mountains took their toll, on one or more cars,
But next it’s the Sahara, sun, sand, camels, but no bars!

The sand gets everywhere, in places you don’t want it to,
Clogging up engines, making more work to do.

Next to Mauritania and through the mine fields he went,
Hoping to cross before nightfall, this was no place to pitch a tent.

Then Senegal he bribed the border guards, just to let him in,
Now through villages of happy smiling faces, to see who’d win.

War has broken out in Mali, so where to go who knows,
Gambia is now the finish line, so onto another ferry he goes.

The race is over, time to think of home, so back to UK he flew,
Landing at Gatwick, now on the last leg back to Crewe.

He finished the race, and lived the dream,
When difficulty was in the way, he went to the extreme!

(I wrote this during the time my brother was taking part in the Dakar Rally, each leg he did he sent home reports, and so this is how it happened, for real)

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 I opened my life, and laid it bare,
I let you in, and showed you there,
All I ask is for a kiss sometime,
This life is not a pantomime,
It is for real, and all we’ve got,
Don’t make a mistake; it‘ll cost allot,
Of wretched tears, and broken sadness,
And of many days of tortured madness,
I want you to know how I feel,
But I can’t tell you, not for real,
To have happy times, with my special man,
And for fun and laughter, that’s my plan.

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Why is life so full of shit?
So full of crap, so badly lit,
Why can’t it flow, with the breeze?
To float and drift, to be at ease,
I want to be able to look and see,
I need to be happy within me.

My head is pounding with monotone noise,
My body drained and lost its poise,
Something out there is dragging me down,
Grasping and pushing, until I drown.

I need to be able to walk tall,
And say to the world, sod you all,
I want these things, but can’t get out,
I need to be heard, to scream and shout.

Why can’t I shine, and laugh out loud?
I want to be seen above the crowd,
Why do these things hold me back?
Is it just confidence that I lack,
I want to be able to look and see,
I need to be happy within me.

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 Lying on the beach,
Hand in hand,
Lying on the beach,
On the golden sand.

The sun is shining,
Eyes are meeting,
The sun is shining,
Hearts are beating.

The soft wind blowing,
Kissing and caressing,
The soft wind blowing,
Now we’re undressing.

The sea splashing,
Crashing and thrashing,
The sea splashing,
Gentle words soothing.

The sun is setting,
Now together,
The sun is setting,
Together forever.

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I really didn’t want to, I don’t know why I did,
I just don’t know what is right,
I wish I could tell you,
That I’m crying in the night.

Too many tears, flooding from my eyes,
I really wish I knew, but don’t know what to do,
Why did I let this happen,
I’m crying tears for you.

Crying on my pillow, sobbing in my bed,
Tears are flooding over me,
I just needed to tell you,
With eyes all wet, I just can’t see.

Please someone help me, what is happening,
With eyes all red and sore,
My head is all mixed up,
And the tears still fall to the floor.

I don‘t know what I‘m doing, I’m so messed up,
I can’t see, I just have to cry.
Don’t know what to say,
And I don’t know why.

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People ask, why I’m so sad, but I have no reply,
I know what they think of me, but I just have no reason why.

Why is life such a struggle, it should be easy now,
After all the years I’ve lived it, by now I should know how.

They think I’m mad, perhaps they’re right,
My mind’s so mixed up, it’s like I’m drowning in the night.

I just want to sit, to stare and cry,
Don’t ask me to explain it, I just don’t know why!!

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I need to look at my life,
I need to think about me,
I need to open up my eyes ,
I need to look differently.
I need to get time for myself,
I need to think about me,
I need to pull back my life,
I need to take time and see.

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Hello world it’s me again,
Just thinking through my pain,

The pain is of a broken heart,
Of separation and being apart.

All my energy has gone,
I feel so drained, my life is done,

This life is to complicated for me,
I want to be able to look, and able to see,

My world needs to be all dark,
Not full of sunlight, like in the park,

Goodbye world I’m turning you off now,
I can’t cope, I don’t know how,

I need to be able to think straight,
But I no longer want to be awake.

.

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Life can be frightening, cold and dark,

I feel like a child, lost in this big place,

Everything is happening all around me,

Abandoned and alone, I drift in my own space.

Like a river of shiny iridescent dew drops,

My tears flow, and my heart is heavy an sigh’s,

The wild wind blows, howling and scary,

Out goes the past, and my old life.

At every turn, danger is hiding,

Ghostly figures, just waiting to get out,

Why do they scare me, they’re just imagination,

Whirling and spinning on a roundabout.

Is there life beyond these dreams?

Hold my hand, and be strong for me,

Encircle me with love and hope,

Lead me into the light, where I can see.

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 One day, in another time,
Many years away,
There she will be waiting,
Now all old and grey.

Still looking for some happiness,
And colours of a rainbow,
Just watching and waiting,
And hoping you will show.

With coloured bird in a cage,
Fluffy slippers on her feet,
Pearls neatly placed around her neck,
Just hoping for her beau to meet.

 In a rocking chair she sits,
A cat curled upon her lap,
She closes her eyes and dreams,
While she takes a little nap.

 The rocking slowly stops,
She dreams of years gone by,
Of younger, more vibrant day’s,
Tears slowly seeping from her eye.

 She dreams of the time she’s lost,
Of happiness and tears,
A time that she will never get back,
Her future and of fears.

All she wanted was happiness,
With a special friend,
But now life has passed her by,
And she is nearing her end.

If only she had time,
Left upon her side,
Maybe she would find him,
Before they both died.

But this is in the future,
Not the here and now,
She must get out there and be happy,
And find her love somehow.

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