I can, I will, I have written about anything
Everything is up for inspiration for a new story, poem, or song
But I want you to know that when I write about how you walked away
I didn't write with a voice of pain
You walked away and it was simple
Yes, I thought about how my life would be different without you
Yes, I realize it would have been a lot different
Yes, I realize you changed me
No, I don't think I'll ever forget you
No, I don't think I'll ever run out of ways to write our chapter
But that's what you have to realize:
You were only a chapter in my volume of a life
The sad thing is I don't think you ever read the chapters already written,
and yet I listened to every one you were willing to tell me
Maybe that's my fault though
I don't really tell people things about me
If you were trying to get me to miss you
Then you need to try a LOT harder
Because I don't think I've cried over you once
I don't plan on it either
Because as I said before, you leaving me was simple
It was the cut that you don't feel
The one that heals without you knowing it was there in the first place

When all you can do is light a candle and pray

If I ever feel the earth tremble,
It would be because love came
to move my world for me

It would feel as if the gates of heaven opened
As the earth quakes and shakes
And as people stop their madness
To see the brightest of the lights meet their eyes

Imagine all gathered up in circles, hand in hand,
Like a human chain, standing around heavens gates.
All prepared to meet the judgement day
Together, supporting each other, helping one another,
Not letting a single one end up in Hell.

And you're in a deeper ditch
each time you think
you've devised a new game
that's just your mind playing tricks
And you keep falling
keep your eyes wide open without a blink
watch out
in the game of being aware
you're mistaken you're the player
and the Friends who were by your side
no longer Care
suddenly the events reverse
whose game is it you wonder
when you're forsaken and abandoned
like some redundant verse
you're not on talking terms
with yourself
because the people that shaped you
disappeared into thin air
and you realize you're not the player
Oh what a shame
it's not your game...
And you still play
still fall....

My friends abroad think I'm peculiarly English
My English friends think I'm peculiarly northern
My northern friends just think I'm peculiar
But at least I've got friends

                                             By Phil Roberts

I am today

not who I was yesterday

Nor am I now

who I shall be tomorrow

Is this evolution or erosion?

The natural ebb and flow
of the currents of time

Or perhaps change
is nothing more
than a state of mind?

I don't  know  

Who's to say?

Tis all a crap shoot anyway

Keep the change

Through strings and wires I've walked
Never lacking courage or hope

But now I'm utterly empty,
Just an infinite space with thousand black holes,

digging through my screaming soul
Only hollows within me that fail to contain echoes,

though I've felt my tears scream,
on every track they course down my cheeks

Slowly, I sink into the oceans of wide holes,
into the betrayal, misery that makes my home

It's not honey, flowers, and butterflies
and not care and a love on high

It's built of bleeding thoughts,
pricking my heart with needles scalding hot

Puncturing through my wounded existence,
and lost clemency tumbling through dark shadows

My sky is red and clementine
because all my hues bleed

They bleed a deep red of melancholy
Seeping through the clouds of despair, slowly

I watch as I sit numb on shadows
Just wishing to fill these hollows

And smile because I have courage to still believe
in those fairy tales I could never defeat.

Someday maybe I could stop,
weaving threads of darkness into hope.

Until then I'm a doll with no features
Wearing another facade, just a cheater.

Because I've cheated so much
One every breath and every dream I've touched

Now I'm just waiting for truth to rend me apart
from this tired body, and bleeding heart

                                                                -MAY