When time passes and leaves me behind
I find the words, which I come to share
As the world carries on, I feel I am blind
I have tried my best to always be fair

Suffering in silence, which I do the most
Never sharing the hurt that I feel
I keep these feelings locking, scared to boast
I just know that this pain is always real

I have prayed so many times, for it to go away
But it never does , this ****** hurt continues
Having to face it every second, every passing day
I still am always here, a victim of the Devil's dues

Who would have thought, trauma lasts this long
An assault for long ago, is haunting me still
I am alone in my making, hearing misery like a song
I have to always live in shadows, and I always will




copyright Chris Smith 26th December 2009

My darling dream of me

For I always dream of you

In our dreams, anywhere to be

In our dreams, anything we do



Let your dreams always be sweet

From your lips, butterfly kisses

Our dreams together are elite

From your heart, secret wishes



So my darling, dream of me this night

In your dreams I will walk to you

Come to you through the star light

Someday your dream will come true

Midnight came, calling my name
Striking the hour with torment
Playing a strange and hidden game
Of a living heart, sadly spent

Coming likely vampire this night
Draining me of my energy
Escaping like a bat, taking flight
Cursing me as an enemy

But she is here, protecting me
A love shining brighter, a star
Taking my soul, setting it free
Healing this body, no more scars

So Midnight will go, pass on by
Because she holds this broken man
Like an Angel, above the sky
She knows love, as sweet emotion can

This migraine never leaves me,
it is there thumping.
I have tried blocking out this constant throbbing.
I have my hands in front of my eyes,
hiding from the light,
It never works because that ****** pain is still there.

My chest seems to be on fire, with all this coughing,
I am too stubborn for my own good to see a doctor.
I am wheezing and gasping for breath, I hate this.
Bringing up fluid and still fighting that headache.

Worst of all,
is the slight smell coming from my leg,
This ulceration keeps coming back to haunt me.
Why won't it ever heal?,
I don't need this in my life.
Maybe I should give up,
I seem to be falling apart.

Right now,
I would do anything to escape with a drink,
To forget all these curs'd troubles striking me down.
The problem with drinking alone is no one is there,
To share in these moments of desperate need.

If I could have one last day

If everything would fade away

If the world would crumble to blue

Then let my last day be with you



If the skies began to fall

If the end was coming for all

If there was nothing to do

Then let my last day be with you



If the grass blackened and died

If all life had to face their genocide

If all this was coming true

Then let my last day be with you



(copyright Oct 2008...Chris Smith)

Once upon a time my heart danced

Now it is torn from my very soul

Once upon a time we romanced

Now I am just a gapping hole



You are gone and left me incomplete

I feel this lonely life begin to creep

With you our love was the meaning of elite

Now I am left here, where no one sees me weep



This man, this heart is in isolation and pain

Not knowing how to be able to move on

My tears are hidden by the cold rain

I have lost her now and she is gone





copyright January 2009

Chris Smith

Standing on the corner to nowhere
Facing down the street to somewhere
Feeling lost in a world full of ghosts
My head is full where demons are hosts

Wandering alone in a forgotten day
Wondering who is going to take me away
Because solitude seems the only place to go
Because emptiness is the only name I know

So won't you come and rescue me
Take me up and set me free
So won't you come and rescue me
Open up my eyes for me to see

Temptation came up and spat in my face
Salvation came and called me a disgrace
Those demons are coming closer by
My face hurts with the tears I cry

I'm running in circles, back to here
Hiding my face, hoping there's nothing to fear
I stay here wishing for someone to be there
Standing on the corner to nowhere

So won't you come and rescue me
Take me up and set me free
So won't you come and rescue me
Open up my eyes for me to see

Ancient eyes view faded photograghs

Remember days condemned to the past

Of happier times of so very long ago

When youth allow these wery bones

To run with the love of a beating heart



He misses her, every second of every day

Ten years to the time she had to leave him

Taken by God, and he has been alone since

But he wonders why God is taking so long

So he can once again be with the one he loves



He always hears her voice, hears her laughter

She even comes to visit him in his dreams

No matter how dry his aged skin may feel

There are always tears in her memory

He is getting tired, so very tired



Then she is there holding his weathered hand

Looking as beautiful as when they first met

Pulling to his feet and he feels so young again

Dancing into the light, two lovers reunited

Leaving behind the life he has no more





copyright Chris Smith December 26th 2010

She only wants someone to love

To have someone to love her

But she is so scared to reach out

To show how she really feels



He keeps passing by her every day

So near to her, in the corridors

So many times she wishes he would see her

If only she could be one with the crowd



She is an invisible girl, hidden from sight

Always kept in the dark, never the light



She smiles at him, from across her desk

But he never notices she is looking

Every girl is always catching his eye

But she never seems to be the one



She always sends him secret love letters

Someone else seems to take the credit

Why can't he see her feeling this way?

Her heart is breaking, yearning for him



She is an invisible girl, hidden from sight

Always kept in the dark, never the light



Suddenly he turns to her and he looks away

He never notices the tears she is crying

She is too scared to try grabbing his hand

Thinking she will never be good enough



If only she knew the thoughts in his head

He wants nobody else, to to be with her

She makes him tremble, too afraid to speak

If only she would talk with him, call his name



She is his invisible girl, hidden from sight

She hides from him in the dark, never the light





copyright Chris Smith 2011

She is far away from home
Working hard, tries her best
No time to find what she needs
To allow herself to seek love

A thousands miles from family
She passes the hours, everyday
Never finding time to rest
Being lonely hurts her most

She refuses the offers coming her way
Not wanting just one night of passion
Then facing another empty, cold bed
At least she still believes in dreams

She never asked to be this way
Coming here, working a low wage
But there was no money back home
And she thought things would be better

So the hours pass, going home so alone
A home which is not there in her heart
Because her heart stays in another land
In that place she was born years ago

All she needs is someone to hold her
Show her how special she can be
To be there each night she comes back
To make her feel cherished once more


copyright Chris Smith 20th December 2010

Yes your Honour
I did the deed
Broke the hearts
Caused the tears
Murdered the feelings
Left them to die

Squandered this life
Stole the idle days
Wasted all the moments
Leaving it to rot
Tortured emotions
So they could scream

Yes your Honour
I await my sentence
Punishment in full
For all of my misdeeds
So lock me away
I am guilty of being me

Light a candle

For the soldiers

Going off to war

To help guide them home

So they never lose their way

Let them see the flame

And come home safe



Light a candle

For all of the lost

Never forget them

Let them come home soon

To those that love them

And cry tears they are gone

See the glow and come home soon



Light a candle

Never let it flicker

Never let that flame die

The soul sees the burning light

And knows it is always there

For should that flame go out

The soul is lost in darkness









copyright Chris Smith 28th October 2009

He said goodnight
As he lit his cigarette
The smoke drifted up
Maybe it reached the stars
The night had a chill
But he didn't feel the cold
I watched him walk away
Until darkness swallowed him
The mud beneath my boots
Squelched as I moved on
But the night made a noise
A sound we knew to fear
In slow motion moved my feet
Until I saw him on the ground
A bullet had sought him out
Maybe by a cigarette glow
Another soldier of the trenches
Gone in an act of war
But I can still hear his words
He said goodnight

May blessings come your way
On this wonderful day
To celebrate everywhere
Honour you with loving care
Every wish granted for you
Respect in all that you do
Special kisses are sent

Dedications of intent
All this to discover
You are always loved, dear Mother

Copyright Chris Smith 2012

He was the man who would terrify me.

I would be lost in the madness of his eyes.

I would enjoy how he would scare me.

He would creep up on me by surprise.



Hearing his voice gave me a chill.

His horror would make me shiver.

Watching him was always a thrill.

Waiting for the lines he would deliver.



Now he has been taken away.

His movies are timeless forever.

I always loved what he would say.

His wickedness seemed so clever.



I will always watch you, our Vincent.

You were always the master my friend.

I for one thought you were magnificent.

I will continue to watch you until the very end.

Two warriors faced each other
Prepared to fight to the death
Because it was the way it was
Blades ready in the shining sun

Everyone stayed in hiding
Afraid of being caught in the fight
So many innocents had been killed
Because they had got in the way

From nowhere came the young man
Boldly stepping between the two
They seemed ready to slay him
But then the young man spoke

The warriors put away their swords
Each warrior bowed to the young man
Both warriors walked side by side
Never would they fight again

The young man was never seen again
Nobody ever knew what he said
Nobody even knew where he came from
The young softly spoken man called peace


copyright Chris Smith 2012

When we are born, our life begins
This is the opening pages of our birth
And these chapters grow through our youth

We write these pages with our very actions
We still learn, so our story continues on
Building as we learn of love, hate and other emotions

But no matter what we try to do, try to alter
We can never go back to those times gone before
We can never change that which is already written

Like wise, we can never find a way to read ahead
It is impossible to glance at our last page
To see exactly what Destiny has planned for us

You see, certain things are still yet to happen
Because this script of life is yet unfinished
Each passing second writes new words to read

Your last breath will become your final sentence
When, at last, your book can now be closed
And that is when your script shall be no more

Shivers, creeping down your spine
Grabbing you like a demon of ice
You are shaking, each passing terror
Gripped by the visions of the unholy

Nothing can stop these feelings now
Bubbling up like the foulest pit
Nausea like a fist, clenching inside
But  nothing can be seen, nothing there

That feeling there is something behind you
Watching, waiting, ready to strike
For what can be more terrifying, my friend
Than having to face fear, the horror of *fear itself

He lived his life in the shadows
Destinied to die by the gallows
Waiting for the coach in his sights
Then the highway man strikes

Strikes fear as his victims shiver
Orders them to stand and deliver
With the threat of his gun
He will take the money and run

Soon he vanishes and is long gone
As if he was not there all along
Being there on this lonely road
Running with all of his gold

But another night he will be back
Again to fill up his empty sack
With gun in hand and mask on face
Robbing with all of his grace

And with everything he has bought
Soon he knows he will be caught
Just like church bells have rang
He knows soon he will hang

This is his life and his way
How he shall live out his day
Until the day they hang him up high
A highway man until he shall die

Nothing is as it seems

Living out shattered dreams

With false promises we make

And the ones we always break



Knowing what we must

Never knowing who to trust

Always letting somebody down

With our sorrows we drown



Never knowing what to do

Trying to always be true

And having no way of knowing

And these thoughts still growing



My heart is always broken

Taking my love like a token

My thoughts are my own

In the life I have sown

Fly away on butterfly wings

Sailing high into the sky

Playing with your favourite things

Letting the day go by



Hearing as an Angel sings

Looking down upon you

Far away a church bell rings

Making two lovers happy and true



Colours that the rainbow brings

That is lighting up your life

In your arms she clings

Soon to be your beautiful wife

He needed, he wanted her
All those things she'd do
Did everything to please him
But she never could love

The times she took the pain
Of the darkness deep inside
Allowed him all that he wanted
But she never could love

Just to be his plaything
Her body taken at his mercy
The slap of his hand on bare flesh
But she never could love

The times he pounded inside her
Releasing his need deep within
How she craved to feel it
But she never could love

Each scar would be a memory
Each lover would be a need
Each day she'd just carry on
But she never could love

Coming of the children of the night
Sing songs and hidden from sight
Wolves that are running free
Hiding where we do not see

He will be there in the dark
Waiting to leave his mark
She has come, so willing
He is not here for any killing

He just wants to taste her life
Bite with fangs like a knife
Drink from her, she feels no pain
Blood flows from the vein

He will never hurt her
He will never desert her
He wants her to be immortal
Wishes her to love him eternal

She believes this vampire, he exists
But now vanished into the mists
He must be gone before sun light
But will be her vampire lover comes the night


copyright Chris Smith 2008

My friend Jack,
Might smoke like a chimney stack.
But he has that special knack,
Of always watching your back.

Time passes
Nothing lasts
Nobody cares
Nobody there
Heart cries
Love hurts
Minds shatter
People go
So alone
Nothing matters
Without you
Lost love
All gone
Just say
Two words

Do you feel that weight?

So heavy on your shoulders,

Dragging you so far down.

The day always seems colder.



Is there anyone who cares?

When life is failing you,

Leaving you left so alone.

Never knowing what you're going through.



Are you too scared?

To ask help from a friend,

Afraid to try and take their hand.

Act fine, when it's all pretend.



When was the last time?

You were comforted, felt wanted,

That you had that warm embrace.

Before this moment of being haunted.



So are you fed up asking questions?

When no answers are coming your way,

As depression is in the same room.

And depression refuses to go away.

I sometimes open my eyes
And look into the darkness
Never knowing what is there

The shapes of grim reflections
Take form as I continue to watch
Unseen nightmares are looking back

All those tears that are shed in secret
From all those too afraid to speak
Shivering in the corner in the dark

All that pain in those forbidden places
Hitting me with an empathic force
I see sad eyes looking towards me

Visions that are trying to reach out
Now being expressed by these words
Of all those voices no one wants to hear

Why am I crying from what isn't there?
Is it because, somewhere it really happens?
Happening to those we feel in our heads

If only I could reach out to outstretched hands
And hold them to me, to protect and keep them safe
But the coming of dawn takes the dark away




copyright Chris Smith December 8th 2010

Of all these times of trouble
Of when this world is screaming
Of those moments we face face
Of friends needing our support

Be Safe

Of the healing yet to come
Of the tears now being shed
Of the children all alone
Of those we loved and have lost

Be safe

Of the times you supported me
Of all my words you have read
Of the blessings I send to you
Of this heart that goes out your way

Be safe

I care and you are in my thoughts

I will swear to you
That my love will bear true
I give you my heart and soul
And my love will start to grow

And on each and every day
For every wish I shall obey
And when you look into my eyes
They will never tell you any lies

And everyday I say to you
Just how much I love you
This I promise that I will
Because you know I love you still

When this heart begins to break

And there is nothing at stake

All the tears have been cried

Just emptiness left inside



Let It Be



All our emotions are long gone

We keep playing the same old song

Trying to remember our good times past

But these feelings keep on fading fast



Let It Be



For you no longer come to desire me

We only keep giving each other misery

We seem to be always on the attack

Now there can be no turning back



Let It Be

Will you end this suffering I feel?

This damnation of a life I steal

Left to face a fate that I will seal

Before the Devil I make the deal



This is now my own private hell

With this pain, I fit in so well

I can not show the words I have to tell

A long way down from grace I fell



The ugliness in my soul rings true

Being left out with nothing I can do

Dragged into despair, all the way through

Blackened clouds cover my sky once blue



My fault for believing in a prince that always lies

No one feels my pity or hears my cries

I have just too many lows and not enough highs

No escape from all the time my soul always dies



In the light I knew I could never be able to stay

All I could ever do was watch it all fade away

On my grave the demons will now come to play

I never will face another hope filled day

If a child cries

Your heart dies

You will be near

To a child's tear





If a child cries

You must realise

Treasure that child you hold

Through nights so cold





If a child cries

It is no surprise

You are always there

To show you care





copyright Chris Smith 2000

Once I was left torn and twisted
My soul was left bleeding from the inside
Tormented and confused with thoughts resisted
I felt myself shattering away my pride

And you are there, to take it all away
The pain is gone, when I feel your sweet touch
I see you in my dreams, I want you to stay
I am sweating for you, I need you so much

Once I could not escape the shadows in my brain
I was endlessly running with no place I could go
I thought that this emptiness would always remain
The coldness of my blood always seemed to flow

And you are there, whenever I need you the most
You reach out to me and you teach me to be brave
You make me strong, when I feel like giving up the ghost
Come to me now, because you are the one I crave


copyright Chris Smith September 1st 2009

Come on, baby, show me your light
Give me a look into your inner sight
There is a brightness glowing in style
Now baby, I love to see you smile

You drive me a good kind of crazy
Because I know you are my lady
On your love, you make me high
Own this heart, I want you to apply

When you move your body, I am on fire
You got me wanting you with my desire
I love it, when you do your special thing
Listen baby, you can hear my heart go ping

Stay here with me, my sweet, naked on the bed
I am not going anywhere but loving you instead
My emotions are mellow, feel me inside you
No goodbye, only hello, let me be here beside you

When you are all alone
And no one is out there
So alone in the darkness
I will be your light in nowhere

When life is bringing you down
And no one seems to ever care
Over head are only black clouds
I will be your light in nowhere

When shadows are closing in
And you have your burden to bear
When your day only seems to be night
I will be your light in nowhere

The little girl
With the red hair
Stands alone crying
Out in the playground

The young boy
Suffers his torment
Sitting in the classroom
No one speaks to him

Disabled man at work
Told he should stay home
Let someone fit do the job
Managers turn a deaf ear

Does it matter who you are
Black, white, whatever race
They will pick on you
Make you feel different

A bully is sometimes a victim
Is afraid of being cast out
So begins that vicious cycle
Of pushing someone else aside

Let them come, I am waiting
Who says names never hurt you
They can throw their sticks and stones
I am fighting them with words

Copyright Chris Smith 2012 (first published on www.apolloblessed.ning.com )

Sitting here and my mind wanders

I never know where it takes me

Across the world, exploring new Galaxies

In my mind I can visit outer space

Because I never know what is in there

Sitting here when my mind wanders



So many people need the freedom

When their lives seem like a prison

Locked away, doing the same things

Where every day just seems the same

They can never seem to find any escape

When so many people need the freedom



Endless stories are there to be told

Different tales with so many possibilities

Because they are waiting to be found

Trapped in the boundaries of your head

Open up and you will find them

For endless stories are there to be told



A poem that has no end

Something to find and to write

To add on to it at every time

Because there are more words to find

Words that come at any given moment

For a poem that has no end

He comes to her, this night
An invitation to find her
To explore what they will discover
Inside both of their midnight hearts

She awaits for him in satin sheets
Naked for his touch as he approaches
Wanting to feel his gentle kisses
The sensual lips travelling on her skin

Her joins her, his flesh against hers
Tasting the sweetness of her neck
Knowing a love not felt in many years
For this woman, he would die again for

His desire is moving in time with hers
The increasing moments of their lust
Exploding together, feeling as one
Joining in union of that sensation of need

Before the dawn will rise he will be gone
For a vampire always will fear sunlight
She will wait for him until night falls again
Then they will love once more, these midnight hearts

Some say you must be brave
And to face each new day
As a day further from the grave
A day where Death kept away

Try telling that to a cancer victim
Where each new day is a luxery
Each day is special to them
Each day they hope they will see

Or tell it to a victim of ****
Where the hurt is so deep inside
From nightmares they can never escape
Feeling they have lost their pride

Tell it to the soldier standing there
Living with the terror and blood shed
See the horror in his eyes that stare
Knowing that any time he could be dead

Tell it to the mother who lost her baby
Knowing new life was taken away
To her there will be no maybe
To her she weeps every day

So think of what is all around
What to this world we have done
Death, he comes without any sound
Cry with me new tears always begun

She is there and waiting
His touch she is anticipating
His words always move her
His words always sooth her

His poems fill her with desire
He kisses her neck, it tingles like fire
His hands caress her with tenderness
She wants this moment to be endless

Tells her poems of Bryon, Dylan Thomas and Poe
Words like music that fill her soul
He makes love to her like no other man could
He makes her want him more than she should

She never thought she could be captivated by poetry
Never thought it would open up her passion so free
Never thought she would give in to this man
His words excite her more than anything else can

Now he has to go away and she lets him go
It is so hard when her body craves him so
His passion could never ever be mistook
For now she knows she has to close the book

When she was little she wanted to act

To see herself on the big screen

She wanted the world to love her

So she followed her dreams and they came true

She starred and the world embraced her



Then the work began to dry up for her

They said she was not young anymore

She felt her starlight glow begin to flicker

Young lovers deserted from her side

She was made to feel isolated and all alone



No money coming in, she was soon forgotten

Lost the big home she could not afford anymore

No one sees the actress that the years have forgot

She only sees the world in black and white

Even the home she lives in, do not want to keep her



Now she is starring in her final role

The movie plays out in her drunken mind

She sees her acting out being a bag lady

Roaming the streets in old age, scavenging for food

She will never know the truth in her own reality



So the Winter cold comes stalking down the alleys

Somewhere a lone figure lays unmoving in newspapers

No one comes near because no one really cares

They take away the body of a frozen bag lady to the morgue

A long forgotten actress that once shone so bright



copyright Chris Smith

He used to touch her soul
Now he sits there all alone
Too proud to find a way
To say how he really feels

In his younger days he smiled
But the years wiped it from him
Changed the light into the dark
Now he is waiting for nothing

He pushed her away from his side
She would have given him the world
If only he had opened up a little bit
He let the past destroy their future

That was so many years long gone
He is an old man now, twisted and bitter
Empty inside, his emotions have long flown
Staring at the wall as if it's a picture show

He has thrown it all away, there is nothing left
Sitting in his chair, finding another grey hair
Never wonders about what she is doing now
He finally closes his eyes and the lights go out

Family, friends and love.

One Two

Love you

Three Four

Need more

Five Six

Special tricks

Seven Eight

Never hate

Nine Ten

Love again

"Are you pondering what I'm thinking, Pinky?"
"I think so Brain...

A world where peace reigns
Where men and mice are equal
Free cheese for everyone
Hope is no longer a dream
The big wheel we run
Finally has a purpose
Laboratory mice see freedom
No more experiments anymore
Even humanity see the light
All animals coming together
From a gift we should cherish
So I am pondering that dream"

"I don't want to take over the world anymore
Pinky, I want to live in your one"

Death come claim thy soul
Taketh it, for it hurts me
With nowhere to go

I hear the whispers on the wind
The calling in the dark of night
I listen to what the voices say
Telling stories of lives faded away
They seem to vanish come day light
Once again taken away on the wind

It is the gathering of past souls
Of those that have gone long before
Who once lived in a life to tell
But then came darkness and they fell
Now taken to the distant shore
Leaving behind the living like past souls

I hear them speak to me and I weep
Wanting to be heard one final time
Contacting me as they say goodbye
Fading voices, as into Heaven they fly
Then I see their shadow moving as to mime
Soon they are gone and for them I weep

She takes off her clothes
Showing her body to men
Some pay for more pictures
Some pay to meet her

She needs to earn the money
Because the rent is too high
She's young, still has her looks
They do to her what they want

Some are gentle, most are rough
They use every part of her body
Making her do so many things
It also pays for her addiction

The weeks went by, she wasn't seen
The police found her overdosed
She was naked, dead on the bed
All she wanted was to be loved

Copyright Chris Smith #darkpoetsoul