a slave to my emotions
bought and sold
by your stories,
already told
Tag: creative – writing
Wet Cement – Written Monday 7th October 2019 (Aged 44)
maybe i am too tired –
to notice
shots are still being fired
maybe i am unplugged
or falsely wired
Movement in the Rain – Written February 1997 (Aged 22)
people do not think the past is relevant
they laugh at myths,
and mock free thinking beliefs
but the past could just be the key
Beware of the Image – Written February 1997
you never really know
beware of the image
the real person may find it hard to show
Changing the Script – Written February 1997
it cannot go the same way
everyone knows the script
well i am trying to change it
i do mean,
for things to end up as they do
So Much Has Happened – Written Monday 24th February 1997
telling me that now is great
but i was tell you that,
two and a half years ago
so it seems,
you are two and a half years too late
I Am Anonymous Again (Originally Untitled) – Written April 2012
no one knows the backstory
the passage of my time
just to shrink
and hide from the glare
and for no one to know
the pain that lurks there
Madness Cannot Dance (Originally Untitled) – Written Monday 16th April 2012
you will find
that the madness cannot dance
that their self esteem
will never take a chance
Picture of Love (Originally Untitled) – Written Monday 16th April 2012
how can she not be here?
those curtains were barely used
how can she not be here?
there was so much ahead
how can she not be here?
how can anyone suddenly be dead…
Theories That Were Never True (Originally Untitled) – Written April 2012
your trust
is in theories and ideas
unlikely to be true
you trust and faith
should be in those who have faith in you
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 