(2014)
just an acrostic poem about loyalty
the world and all its trappings that you drape around your gold, the lace and frills you wear all tell a tale, they speak of disappointment
how can I make you see that you are still the one, and that your name is still proudl… on the frosty pane of my windowed… how can I make you see
your exhales are like a freezing w… as if the vacuum of space you draw… everything out to a baseline readi… you choke all the fun from a room, a spitfire heart and a tenacious c…
honour my wishes, as I would yours until we meet again, shed no tears… remember love and laughter’s echo that’s my legacy, my love and hope… tread your memories and hold them…
must we play this game everyday dragged down to the floor with you… your lonely egos frail apparel is that cloak you’ve woven from yo… its like being back at school, I h…
a stride of wide swagger and a gold tipped tongue, he’s the human slice of bread mopping up whats already done, he’ll walk for the shortest yard
all those books they stretch across a wall a bookshelf filled with all sorts… all those books I’ve never seen you read
I live my life in darkness I’m the shadows murky trail The ebony plumes of a minstrels so… That tells a sadness of bygone day… I’m the obsidian stain of the nigh…
I’m always there for you whatever you need I find and give, I never ask for anything in return and without a smile that’s all you… this field I plough from day to da…
I’ve heard it said many times before, one good man can change the world, and alter all
Through the forest of old nightmar… past the misty fog of sweat and te… broken light sheds no path or fare… I’m too lost to hide without it, half a world lies pallid and prost…
Every sin I’ve ever committed Every bottom I’ve sank to Every darkness that I’ve bathed i… And every bottle downed, too Every person I’ve ever hurt
As a cloud, floating slow into my peripheral I espy, the glint of moonlight on a slated… as the cold gentle rain obscures i… This cloak of evening sarcasm dons
I have risen back from the dead, this dark cave I have stumbled in now showing a source of light, for years it seems
Black and white hide thoughts of g… Lay sleepless under blankets thin Dreams are nightmares growing long Pieced together the seam still pin… Shapeless forms as dark turns fadi…