and heroes fight.
Red Bull and happy pills...
yet still no wings to take flight.
I'm in a state of spiritual paralysis
dripping out fears in emotional dialysis.
and heroes fight.
Take it back to the start as you tear me apart
memories piercing the fabric of my existence.
Saturday 15th October 2011 11:45 pm
'The Art of Being Lonely'
Loneliness is Ugly...
Loneliness is a world full of people
Yet still being alone
Loneliness is a room full of people
But never could be further away
Loneliness is finding it hard to say
“I am lonely”
Loneliness is not to be shared
Loneliness is the sharing of it...
But to still be lonely
Loneliness is in an over populated world
Thursday 28th April 2011 3:54 pm
He spoke assuredly,
Like he was God almighty,
His urged prescription was;
Confusion momentarily reigned,
Until a ‘Wet Paint’ sign was seen.
With all the cut-backs;
It was easy to mistake
this porter for the hospital consultant.
Odd though, that a porter
should speak in such a way.
unknown would have been the perfect counse...
Wednesday 16th March 2011 7:51 pm
I am mechanically living,
I am life's puppet on a string,
I am a dandelion among orchids,
I am surrounded by beautiful people with ugly truths,
I can't bear it
I am lost in such a familiar place and it's written all over my face
My reactions have become charracateur,
I want to disappear somewhere,
I want to hide,I have been trying to confide
Tuesday 8th March 2011 9:25 am
These pieces of me can't interact,
they are cracked
splitting like glass.
My mind is breaking up into pieces,I am literally cracking up
while the stress is mounting
my heart is exploding like a fountain.
I am deluded my mind can't cope with explanations
haystacks without needles.
What am I but despair incarnate?
the clothes I wear the only rem...
Tuesday 1st February 2011 9:46 pm