Jane Smith

I write my feelings, my secrets, my distress and my desires.  All my stories are true. I have bipolar disorder so my life is like a thousand lives in one. Writing is therapy for me. I hope you enjoy my stories and poetry.

I Love Sex with You
a month ago
I love sex with you I am under your spell Your body is beautiful My eyes drown in your eyes Your kisses ravish me Making my body ache for you Tingling skin like electricity I ride you like a horse A b...
If I Could Turn Back Time
a month ago
If I could turn back time I would have done things differently I would have trusted my heart And not listened to my head Ignored those nagging thoughts of being hurt again I loved you, I loved you so ...
Move and Be Moved
a month ago
My life began again When I made the first move I had been stuck for so long I had lost my groove One step, two step, Three step, four That movement gained momentum And opened a door The doorway led me...
The Longest Week
2 months ago
A compulsion to write this The grief fills me and I need to make space Write it away Push out the pain and let light back in Is it too soon to move on? I feel guilty for wanting to, when so many canno...
2 months ago
I feel Alive The Music The Booze The Weed (What a bonus) It has awakened me Alone Doing my own thing No-one to please But myself I am Alive! The Bass And the Banter Bradford Accents Bad ass BRILLIANT ...
To a City of Sanctuary
4 months ago
Refugees seeking refuge Asylum Seekers seeking asylum Over mountains and deserts Over rivers and seas You seek somewhere Somewhere safe A refuge A place of safety You find somewhere I am sorry It is d...