(2014)
just a poem about the beginning and end of a relationship
I’ve heard it said many times before, one good man can change the world, and alter all
a voice of a long yesterday hands you a reminder of who you re… its cadence so soft and gently lad… the spine of its tome lives to adj… a shroud of a peaceful empathy
Under the blanket of a starless ni… my inane smile just a make-up pain… as I wander down a lane that’s nam… and choke back tears on years gone… I dream a dream of circumstance
dusk, the beginning of its reign amid clouds and swirls of mist regal swathes of a dawns decay kindred echoes wail across the voi… nuances, shades and hues proclaim
as my thoughts thaw and my mind comes alive, alone in its brevity Its tattered disguise, I feel the darkness call
My dark night of the soul Has lasted over forty years long Interminable, the blanket of angst The gouge in my psyche Damaging thoughts that urge more d…
two eyes peeled and on you all the… this bespoke majesty of hurried ga… sanctity comes at the cost of one… the periscope of nosiness comes an… a black two dimensional picture is…
manipulation of my strings though I devour all you cast my wa… towards your stain of this disease you’re an atom or defiant morsel, you make me crawl to endure
polish your jewels of betrothals g… they may once again conquer your s… a heavy skyline forces perimeters… unintended penetration of heart an… I have nothing to offer but my lov…
The sky and all its space Couldn’t hide without a trace The look that’s on your face The look of pure distaste This love affair owns a fracture
it seems I’ve been treading tbis w… I can see the back of my head In… Each day the same momentun and dru… All around want their tiny piece o… Maybe one day I’ll pass myself
To you I’m just a dark secret I’m the elephant skipping around t… And you’ll do all you can to avoid… As I crash and smash from near to… Well let me whisper some truth
If I were you I’d be nicer Less abusive, more contrite If I were you I’d be happier Because your world contains no str… If I were you I’d think of others
Recollections of a different life The lazy drip drip drip of old cri… Flake from its ceiling and float d… On my new mind it scratches, impin… Who was I when I wasn’t me, now
how sweet the rose once smelt now, as the petals fall to the flo… their memory leaves a deep welt and it leaves me craving more. how sweet we two once were