So its the weekend.Time to relax and unwind and forget about all the things that have pissed you off during the week................
How I wish that the weekend was 7 days long...! But unfortunately it isn't,and unfortunately we do have the misguided pleasure of working for superiors who,at the best of time,don't have a clue what they are doing ,and expect you to sort their mess out for them.
I was sitting in my room the other night.The lights were off except for a bedside lamp,it was late,very late - and then I started to think....and remember,and when i do that - I start to write,
and below is one of the places my mind went to  - I call it The Tilted Room.How many of you have been there before.........

As my curtains breathe
I'll be thinking of you-
The sun would shine
but it wont shine through,
As my pictures move along the wall-
I'd sit in silence and
watch them fall
Sitting in my tilted room
I don't know what happened -
It happened so soon
You threw my life
Upside down
You're not the queen of my heart -
But you still wear the crown?
....sitting in my tilted room.
As my cupboards open
and the bats fly out
I quietly listen to them
scream and shout
As the floor surges and
sinks away
I'd stare at the ceiling as
it fades to gray
Sitting in my tilted room
I don't know what happened -
It happened so soon
You threw my life
Upside down
You're not the queen of my heart
But you still wear the crown?
....sitting in my tilted room.............