Inspired by a poem, a written account of a dream, by a friend. The loneliness they felt moved me; I felt compelled to write. No names need to be mentioned, I'm sure they know who they are!
Blood thuds down a vein, sheltered Its wind swept hovel above tiring Breath shallow, shards of glass in… Peace comes gently without rue Red ripples like a blanket spread
its human nature, well mine anyway not to leave anything in a glass o… down to the bottom of all I travel under the tutelage of my own will lucid and calm my greedy eyes cove…
in truth, all good things suffer t… no bricks and mortar stands for an… though, in your heart a love will… all the pain and angst forgotten,… down through the sleek nuances of…
At the heart of loss Lives a gory malcontent Petulant and peevish Though, believes all is his to ven… Tardy and resilient
I didn’t want to feel that stabbin… that knee falling drag that suffocating wilt of isolation that wan face obscuring the door h… words of few need not a rehearsal
I had a dream the other night the sky was as grey as slate, and i knew only too well i was walking an astral plane, people here don’t know the truth
I never had that pause that you he… so much asylum searched, sought af… mentally rescued from the north wh… I beat myself up, I tried to pain… I’ve overstepped the mark so frequ…
Shadows cling and dark clouds roll Pure negative daylight shrouds us… Its silky kiss upon fields and tre… Speckled moonlight falls and sways Night creatures rise and take cont…
you cling to me as I cling to you you’re a shadow, a forgotten love, a precipice I lean to look over a view to bite and to ensue, you lay stretched out upon the gro…
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
You draw the light and dark away Like creation revoked Swirling back spun echoes Sucked down clockwise A visible vortex rotating
you weave despair like a fine thre… you’re a tailor with skills unknow… and it seems my ego is your thimbl… my back is also your pin cushions… I feel i’m treated like a commodit…
slash these dreams that I once mad… this hate I yell won’t rest, it ju… fluttering eyelids that feel like… I’m steeper than the wish enthrall… load that gun and ready the razors…
A pep talk to the masses A chat to ease high spirits back i… The northern drawl as sickly as mo… A lemon sucked grin upon his face “The world is ours, if we choose t…
an emergence into a world where my shiver had been timbered where my barnacles had been bliste… and the pieces of eight pilfered I took so long to walk the plank