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And so i begin moving all my clothes from one house to another, i've been at this for 6 months now i didn't even realize until today that i was being a nomad for all this time.
Sitting next to a bag lady on the way home. 'Chin up son your not alone'. As I've just lost my job. I wasn't shit and it wasn't my gob. The company close down. The director told us with a frown.
Dusk in the city was her favourite time. She stared through the dirty glass of a taxi window, being washed away by the blurring lights and the twilight sky.
Burning in the crystal fragrance of being left alone. I try to not think of what is home. The friends and phases I'll never know. Emotions turn into a firework show.
I sit in the corner, like a moving mannequin in the window of life. To my right the intense colony of people rushes by in every speed and direction, going about their lives.
The lonely delivery man. Getting boxes out of the van. He does a job that he must hate. All his dreams are made to wait. He delivers every parcel with a smile. Always going that extra mile.
I was staring into the blank Word document, as if it might give me an idea. Having written four books, I had ran dry of stories, but the rent did not care if I had inspiration or not.
This muggie little druggie (I could tell because his movement were very sluggie) Just moved in next door. The needles were scattered all over the floor.
Trouble finds me all the time It should be my middle name I try my best to be good Stay away from the bad hood Staying in, not doing much Mouth kept shut, staying hush Don't ever start the fights...
So; What did you get for Christmas. A 36" highest quality Samsung TV hey!. Or the newest 4th generation iPad with retina display. A great new laptop - most expensive of course!.
When your in love you know what it's like to be a millionaire. When out of live and not looking for love you feel the same.
Well I'm stuck sat on a train on Christmas Eve heading home after work on Christmas Eve, I will be home at 645 exactly and at that time Darren with start counting 30 minutes, theses 30 minutes are...
Over stuffing yourself as a poor hood kid is something certain people will never understand. We can both look up and visualize the same pink sky, but only you will see beauty.
Ok so I guess I have to succumb to the Christmas gladness Shopping at Westfields tomorrow is going to be pure madness It's tradition for us to do all our pressie shopping on Xmas eve Although it...
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.
This isn't about the warm cozy nights. We spend together by the fires light. This isn't about the large Christmas trees. That's covered in lights and in all shades of green.
She moves like a shadow, all but invisible. Her step is light, her eyes laser-sharp, her focus lethal. In the crowd she passes unnoticed.
Faces of the rat races The staff who work the stations keep a clear head under pressure from the rat race crowds in the their face due to delays.
I stand near a bus stop, wait for it to take me home. The people of the city night will soon begin to roam. Two different worlds colliding within concrete giants.
The Belfast Heart It was a cool sunny October morning in Belfast. A walk along from York Street to Nero's Cafe in the centre proved energising.
How did I become the fuck up kid. How the oldest seem to be the worst one. Do I yarn for attention so bad I can't do anything right. Or do I like this life.
I'm a cockney geezer and I've got a cockney walk. I bowl around my estate and talk in riddles when I talk. 'Your havin a bubble mate' or 'I'm on the dog and bone'.
Remember: you actually share the earth with other people. [ ] You don't appear to be handicapped. Not physically. [ ] Your car just isn't that special [ ] See those lines.
*Bad language. I've been pondering (more than usual) lately, the importance of forgiveness.