callum-moffat-1
Canadian
My name is Callum moffat, I've been writing poetry, short stories and lyrics since I was a child. I was put into poetry reading contests and so forth at the age of 10 but since then however, I quit doing readings and only preformed my words to music, in which I had some success with. Since this isn't a pissing contest however I won't go into further detail about anything else of that nature. I'm 24 years old and I write every day, ive never once posted anything I've written on any blog of any nature. My favorite writers include William Burroughs, Charles Bukowski, Ernest Hemmingway, Hans Fallada and Alfred Purdy.
There's something about walking
through the dark dreary night
of winter that suspends everything in place
as if your the only thing that's alive
allowed to pass through the freeze frame
Dec 29, 2011
Dec 29, 2011 at 1:55 AM UTC
For now a soul for sale
If I'm lucky, I'll get enough
For something to drink
For now a soul for sale
Or perhaps something to
Get me high
For now a soul for sale
It truly depends on the person
Looking for one
What they would pay
For now a soul for sale
Or do the bartenders,
Pushers,
One night standers,
Hopeless romantic weekend questions unanswered
Own it?
How can I sell something I no longer own?
Wouldnt I remember doing this?
Or did I lose it?
That seems Like something
I would remember doing too,
Like losing your wallet
Or virginity
So that's out of the question
So for now a soul for sale
Dec 2, 2011
Dec 2, 2011 at 2:04 AM UTC
Lipstick on the mirror
Shutter and shake
A lovers life
At stake
Always the first
To fake
Im n the nod
While she's
On the make
Dec 2, 2011
Dec 2, 2011 at 1:50 AM UTC
Make a blind man blush
Make a dead man walk
******* *******
He's a sinner.
Make the heartless bleed
Make the money talk
******* *******
He's a sinner.
How long does he have?
I just want you to take my soul
Their going to burn my body
Burn my body.
I just want you to take my soul
Their going to burn my body
Burn my body.
Make a mother weep
Watch a child cry
******* *******
I'm a sinner
Let the waters burn
Set the world on fire
******* *******
I am sinner.
How long do I have?
I just want you to take my soul
Their going to burn my body,
Burn my body.
I just want you to take my soul
Their going to burn my body,
Burn my body.
Nov 22, 2011
Nov 22, 2011 at 12:32 AM UTC
Make a blind man blush
Make a dead man walk
******* *******
He's a sinner.
Make the heartless bleed
Make the money talk
******* *******
He's a sinner.
How long does he have?
I just want you to take my soul
Their going to burn my body
Burn my body.
I just want you to take m soul
Their going to burn my body
Burn my body.
Make a mother weep
Watch a child cry
******* ******* I'm a sinner
Let the waters burn
Set the world on fire
******* ******* I am sinner.
How long do I have?
I just want you to take my soul
Their going to burn my body,
Burn my body.
I just want you to take my soul
Their going to burn my body,
Burn my body.
Nov 22, 2011
Nov 22, 2011 at 12:31 AM UTC
I face this mirror
I can't deny
M troubled past
I left behind
But when it comes
To you
I'm feeling blue
As if there's nothing
I can do.
What should I do?
Nov 22, 2011
Nov 22, 2011 at 12:26 AM UTC
Waking up to the sound of running
I don't know where you have gone
Finding out I'm not who I'm supposed to be
You don't know me anymore.
When I fade
And the sunsets
I won't be
Drinking anymore
I'm not the man
You once adored
It feels like
I'm knocking on
The coffin door.
Waking up in a sweat again
So many times I've done this before
Not knowing what's next, I'm faltering
I'll be waiting up for you to ignore.
When I fade
And the sunsets
I won't have you
Anymore
I'm not the man
You used to love
Feels like I'm
Knocking on
The coffin door.
Nov 22, 2011
Nov 22, 2011 at 12:18 AM UTC
You were my second option
But my first choice
The worst drink
With the cheapest price
My biggest enemy
Though you were my best friend
I'll stay with you until the end.
Nov 22, 2011
Nov 22, 2011 at 12:09 AM UTC
And it was
So far away
I can hardly breathe a word
And you seem so scared
For what you heard
When it comes down to it
It was me or you
When it comes down to it
I knew we were through.
So far away
But really just in sight
A block away
But who started this fight?
Should I even care
What I'm missing
Do you even care
Who your kissing?
Deep inside
Your falling apart
Deep inside
Your lonely heart.
Nov 21, 2011
Nov 21, 2011 at 11:53 PM UTC