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The Failure Of Prayer

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How every part of you is made of the dark side of light.

How seconds hit like glass hammers.

How every millimeter of your skin softly sings a song only it knows.

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How a billion black oceans float between the things you say.

How shadows chase shadows.

How low the birds fly when I blink. 

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

How this house becomes church light in autumn.

How we can be, and be, and be, and be again.

How a porcelain heart can beat so hard it breaks itself.

I tried to tell you how much you mean to me.

But all that came out was poetry.

The God At The Station

Isn't love just a kind of God that stops existing when you stop believing?

Who could believe in that?

And yet, people do.

The Slow, Gentle Continental Drift

I stayed because you were the only one who thought I could be better.

I stayed so that you could get better.

I stayed.

The Bottom Of The Dark

Everyone's got someone, deep in their lungs, that they need to breathe out, before they can sink.

Is that why you're trying to breathe me out, darling, while I'm still trying to breathe you in?

The Light Leaving Machines

I will record it, and when the time comes for me to die, I, or the nurse, will put the headphones in and I will hear:

"You have a name but soon you will not.
You loved everyone you could as much as you could.
You are only doing the most natural thing in the world.
Everything, is fine."

The List Gets Bigger Every Year

You are on a big list of small things that can still make me cry.

The Last Forgotten Light

The stars are God's silverware and you get to steal them every time you look at them.

But you still don't get as much as you think.

All you'll ever have is what you have.

Don't waste your stars, praying for a few more.

How To Be Happy Inside Barnes & Noble

If you go to your nearest Barnes & Noble, there's a chance you'll find a hand written note from me in a copy of How To Be Happy (or I Wrote This For You if a copy of How To Be Happy isn't available). They've been snuck in by a secret team of awesome people. Let me know if you find one.

The Final Countdown

We have 48 hours left to win Poetry Book Of The Year and we need votes.

So for the next 48 hours, people who facebook, put up posters, tweet, get others to tweet, and get votes in the most creative ways possible for I Wrote This For You And Only You, are going to start winning prizes – including:

- Signed, personalised eBooks
- Signed actual books
- Digital, hand written and signed quotes of their choice from IWTFY
- More surprises coming

 The most creative entries, which get the most votes, stand the chance to win a personal Skype reading, from me, for them and their friends, from I Wrote This For You And Only You.

We’ve got 48 hours left and we can’t do it without you. Send your friends to https://www.goodreads.com/choiceawards/best-poetry-books-2015 now.

Our best,

pleasefindthis

The View From The Hospital .2

If you can't let go, you can't put your heart back in your chest.


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From 4 January 2012, this is one of the poems found in "I Wrote This For You And Only You" and appears again in the hopes that you'll vote for it for Poetry Book Of The Year by clicking here.