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I like to write poems, I'm attempting stories ( for good stories see MAN OUT OF TIME in my Top Friends) I'm a big music fan, of all types so it would be impossible to list them all, but you'll get an idea from the pics and footage on my page to see who I favour.
I wish I was living in the sixties, but haven't been able to make that time machine yet!
..IN MY HEAD
these emotional wars
we wage, in rage
working our way to the pain
tight in a tied knot
entwined in this bind
so to cope we're unkind
or else we'll unwind
can't pretend to be alright
when everything's wrong in my head
you did so little to protect
answers don't exist
within a clenched fist
time doesn't heal
lessens the chances to reveal
what I keep concealed
layers I'd hidden away, unpeeled
is it for the best
things left to rest
keeping time ticking
in the back of my mind
no more rewind
chasing shadows of the past
how long can it last?
awkward attempts to make amends
I dont need, or want, a new friend
words inside my head,I want to say
without the regret
these barriers I erect
to protect my heart
torn to pieces in the past
hurt's worn out my trust
stopping me from being touched
words that have been said
already lament in me
as I begin the descent
into a tormented memory
hiding in thoughts
best left unsaid
you're reading my mind
like you're in my head
torn from the grasp
of a mothers clasp
my nightmare of the past
doesn't linger, it lasts
UNTITLED
floods of thoughts filled up
deeper than my depths
I leant towards
what I thought I knew best
purpose within reason
none left,
I'm empty of thought
so much untouched
without such we see
I believe
in what the rest find naive
I don't care, I'm more aware
to some that can scare
the words I look for
hide away from me
the corrosion continues
lost in these attempts
parts of speech
can be easy to reach
like an object to grab hold
and never let go of
regain my composure
as I compose some closure
the view from my eyes
through the years
have been polarised
THIS PLACE
your mood was vague
like you were trying to evade
keeping yourself safe
with this wall you create
stranger beside me
beside myself with anxiety
look at us now
what we've become
you speak in silence
a passive regressive
repressive best says it
lying all the time
like a reflex you're inclined
to say what you need
for your own self esteem
beyond what's been
to where we are now
next to me, but still so far
the walking wounded
always feel their verbal bruises
that can never be healed
blaming everyone else
except yourself isn't healthy
but look at us now
neither are we
CHANCE MEETING WITH AN OLD FRIEND
it stirred my delight,on that platform
wind howling round us, like applause
as the train pulled in, my coffee had cooled
the doors don't slam anymore, only slide
no leaning out the window, no human goodbye
I left, feeling vitality in my breath
a spring had sprung, in each new step
the spark vacant, ignited within me
UNTITLED
brownstone walls, crumbling at the touch of my handsrunning over them
battered brick reduced to dustvictorian shadows loom large
as I look upwardsalive at the touch, I close my eyes
to be taken back, as I recall innocent days
in which I played, as a child in the summer haze
how I'd like, just one more time
to relive those moments, to become truly alive
UNTITLED
recurrent themes running through my dreams
everything is nothing, nothing's what it seems
reality unreal to me, my head inside out
staring into the mirror
who's that figure, figuring me out
an abstraction, now abandoned
replaced with reaction
it doesn't subside
it hides making no sense
whispering it's thoughts
at night it confides
UNTITLED
 avoiding the issue
bury it deep inside
never to be found
stirring in sleep
escapes in dreams
truth wears disguises
to hide our own vices
human nature deciding
we'd all have flaws
though we try to ignore
attack in each other
what we hate in ourselves
glimpse in that moment
our own self made hell
HAPPY DAYS?
is too much made
of old school days
that phase of change
and adults they create
irrelevant faces, cemented hatred
towards the places
where I've left traces
under the watchful eye
of my hopes and dreams
nothing was gained, or acheived
just a simmering resentment
through which I seethe
UNTITLED
it's a ruse to confuse
hide the truth from these fools,
we've got the tools and cameras
to spy on these scammers
while they using scanners
to get in our main frame
inside our own brains,
it's insane, it's no game,
they want to gain,
the minds of those
who fought the thoughts taught,
who'll always obey
while we face the other way,
it's the state of today,
easy to think we're the usa,
the way blair lags,
 chipped and tagged,
hidden in body bags
the truth in disguise,
see how time flies,
like those planes of pain
that hit on that day,
towers fall down
while cameras go up,
something's fucked up
it's beyond corrupt,
the axis of evil
is in our own people,
deceitful and lethal,
it's deep though
and hidden in mystery,
locked back in history,
coming alive at this time
wrong is so right,
when right is so wrong
and the question worth an answer can only be....for how long?
SCARED TO SPEAK
If I was given a moment
Able to stop time
And in that second
Look into your eyes
Holding your gaze
Forever in a second
Until you look away
It's enough for me
Until you know I'm here
I exist, I'm here
If you knew
What it means to me
As you walk by,I'm alive
Until you're gone
That moment lives on
Until you know I'm here
It's inside my eyes
Feeling so scared
Sick, not prepared
As long as you don't know I'm here
There's still that chance in my mind
That you'll know I'm here
THEIR TRUTH
Question their truth, destroys their power
Conditioned by a system, spewing lies not wisdom
To comply, get on and don't ask why
Black tie politicians expressing regret
These people we elect, who expect respect
Seem to be infected with a God like complex
This country's in a state, and NO
I don't mean the new State of America
Easy though to be mistaken
It's 1984 coming true, saying nothing while they imply
What they're doing is for us, so must be right
Defend until the end, the depths that they'll descend
In the name of morality, it's temporary insanity
That's an opinion I have, just one of a million
I've been forbidden for thinking
Censoring with "common sense"
In my defence, that makes no sense
Speak to mislead, change the way we think
Speak easy, freely believe me, it's not easy
Lies in print, imprint on our minds
It's all in our name, the loss of so many lives
Prefer to act critical, to those who have principles
Who'll stand and say, "not in our name"
Their freedom is insanity, a distorted morality
THAT STAR
Take me out tonight, I don't care where
Anywhere's better than being here
There's a star in the sky, that attracts my eye
Like the lights in town, when we're driving around
Takes me a minute, to think in seconds
Stuck here alone, lost in boredom
Penny for your thoughts
But I couldn't afford them
Seems strange to some
But they'll soon see
Feel the same, and follow me
To a place called anywhere, out of here
Following that star in the atomosphere
Takes me a minute, to think in seconds
Stuck here alone, lost in boredom
Penny for your thoughts
But I couldn't afford them
CLOUD TRAFFIC
I took a moment to look around
pausing for thought to take it all in
laying down on the grass, watching the world spin
cloud traffic above me, began slowly to change
In the blink of an eye, it didn’t feel the same
12 months had passed, here I was a year older
The clouds were wispy, as the air felt colder
I like the sharpness of a chill, when it’s fresh and crisp
The sky shades of blue, upon which the clouds skip
looking forward to everyday, each year what’s ahead of me
looking back with fondness, to days that are memories
lying here on the grass, watching cloud traffic pass by
I inhale the air, in another year of my lifeÂ