Looking to seek poetic justice for my creativity
Did we meet because of fate . There's no rules so understanding it is never quite straight, Why did we both say yes when it was easy to say no.
Can you escape your fate. Can you persevere and lead yourself out of a bad state. But then is that considered fate. There's no rules so understanding fate is never quite straight..
@patdolan83 - thank you for writing/sharing your poem "mummy" and helping me to remember mine and inspiring me to write this.
I'm singin in the rain, I'm singin in the rain, Even though there's a tramp whos opemly relieving himself on a drain.
Out of the satanic darkness comes the light of prayer, After the act of worship a feeling of peace so overwhelming its rare.
My friends offer valuable medical advice for free although none of them are qualified like my real GP.
@beergrylles challenge Why, oh why, oh why, do I always answer the telephone . The usual depressing news with me ending up rhyming about my moan..
She's scared of me, and what i can do, breaking down her barriers and opening her heart too...
Sweet whispers run wildly through the corridors off Marsham Street, Whispers of a woman who's beauty renders hearts completely weak.
I can no longer conform, As my mind has finally torn. I no longer sleep just lie there resting in silent contemplation, My minds lust for roaming in darkness has become a dangerous infatuation.
Stare at the wall for hours on end, Time is frozen and your sanity can no longer comprehend, the troubled thoughts of a damaged man, whos has no idea of his life's gameplan.
My lack of sleep leaves me in complete despair, It makes my mind feel as though its in need of repair.
Need to get back to plan A, and not lead myself into complete disarray. No more silly distractions from my melodramatic reactions.
An insult a day keeps the foes away, the idiotic,stupid and pretentious few, deserve a final resting place on a disease ridden loo.
It's that time again, to close my eyes and start my sleepless nightshift, My sanity and sleep have seemingly developed a midnight rift.
Sleep sleep sleep, Still can't sleep Even though I'm tired and crumpled in bed in a strange heap.
The lack of sleep is puzzling me, The bags under my eyes are bursting at the seams. Night and day is slowly becoming the same thing, Slowly but surely my mind and body is changing.
The silence echoes across a room of empty souls, a heart shot to pieces, riddled with bullet holes....
The dreams I had were based on lies, All so I could sever my family ties. The fear of getting too close only for them to die, Is too much for my heart to accept and comply.
Nothing. You can't sleep, still can't unwind. Still nothing. You press rewind and delete the days events in your mind. Still nothing. Why can't I sleep. look at the damn time. Still nothing.
Its been year since she broke me in half, Threw away my emotions and left me in the dark. Her insane mind and crazed mental state, Appealed to me via a strange twist of fate.