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Unsaid

Unsaid

You are the words left unsaid at 2am, When my mind it cannot rest, This feeling is all: a constant self-restricting test, Passed another level, now get through to the rest. It’s not about being the best, Simplified it’s recognising sound success. Reach inside of you...
Mind at night.

Mind at night.

Life cannot always be all hearts and flowers, This mind of mine often overpowers, So many tabs open inside this, the web browser, By these tabs, I am devoured, Growing just like wild flowers. My brain is a messy hive, Constant thoughts spinning on a vine. It could be...
Half life.

Half life.

A Half life is what a Person is forced to live, When they have got so lost, Madly in their own terrorising sins, There is no way back, Some things are not so simple to forgive. A Half life is what happens when, Some major cog in your life has gone missing, So the...
The disappearance of myself.

The disappearance of myself.

Some times I’m not thinking right, My mind is not so clear, It’s all mixed up and hazy. I have those days, Where I feel, I have in fact, yes, disappeared. Maybe, I’m not all there. I wonder if you sit and stare, can  you see my sitting here? Disappeared past a place,...
Lost and Found

Lost and Found

I lost myself in a place, Dark and dank, Where the thoughts in my head, Scream at me, ‘You skank, you’re rank.’ Marked by your brush, Scarred by your touch, Brutally ripped apart by a heavy weight, Trod on and spat out, These are the stages. Lost entirely who I was,...
Pen or Pencil???

Pen or Pencil???

I like the pencil, I really do, The words flow so smoothly, as it touches the paper. I like how its lead marks Silver, Or maybe it is a shade of Brown, But any who, my page is always, Turned slightly upside down. The Pencil has a rubber, on its end, That’s good, it...