Healthy Eating

It seems a joke that I try to keep healthy, and that is because healthy doesn't make you feel warm. In fact sometimes it just maks you feel cold; but so does being unhealthy so there really isn't a difference until you see what you can eat when being unhealthy as opposed to being healthy.

Unhealthy

Cake

Pasties

Pastry

Ice cream

Chips

Dips

Pasta

Pizza

Tea

Milk

Raisin toast

etc

Healthy

Vegetables

Rice

Lentils

Chick peas

Vegetarian milk

Non wheat flour

Fruit

Nuts

each way has its ups and downs, and they can all be expensive or inexpensive. When I felt my energy lacking I turned to unhealthy to make my blood feel warm. It doesn't seem to matter that you eat your salad every day, you also eat a lot of stuff that keeps your full, warm, and fat! The other way is healthy, and you never have a belly achoe, but that does not mean it is the best option to take. In fact sometimes you feel it is te worst and that the additional energy from unhealthy foods is good, but when you turn unhealthy no one sees you eating your salad, and so you may as well not be eating any salad at all.

The Sun

Sun shines bright in the sky,

it rises ever so high;

Bake the earth like a cookie treat,

Sun is the pleasure enemy to meet!

Wait a while it's potent strays,

As down comes the last of days;

Forest Fairy

A soft green scent to wake me up,

A wash from the morning due;

i walk the forest far,

Like a fairy in a jar,

Being wiped and cleaned with scents and wet,

To make a fairy princess on which luck and be twined and bet!

Murder

A break of the head,

A snap of the neck,

And I am on the floor,

Dead;

Ambition made a carass of me,

To end a life so empty;

Thrown Away

Last week my sister called,

To stamp me on a letter to let fly;

So I flew with the red tape on my skin,

Right back into the gutter where I fight to die;

Soiled wet soaks me to the bone,

And like an old bomb-shell I day dead,

Under the swell of deciet and lies,

Fading out my name before my very eyes;

Twisted Tales

Twisted tales in my mind,

Tales of hate and deciet;

Twists round my mind as I remain in defeat,

To the terrestrial air,

Wrapping my brain through my hair;

Remants Of Life

Age old tales on the wind,

Spells of life tainted and sore;

These are the remnants of ever after,

Taken down by broken law;

Pebbles, stones, and empty pots,

Stand as soldiers graves;

Empty house and picture frames,

The last of downs and dames;