Writers edge

6am and the darkness wallows
Sounds of life outside
Only silenced in my mind
Echoing
Bounding
Screaming on deafened ears

This shout for help
Numb to all but me
And my tingling skin
Ti's a wanting need
A tasted crave

My writers edge in force
As words pour
Yet the pages read empty
A day not yet ready
Let's begin

Wash away my colour

The wind comes in and
It's cold
They tell us lies
Yet
It fits the colour
Hides the truth that
Under
We are all the same

I wear this coat of me you see
A rainbow coloured skin
like yours it's me
Warm
And full of life ..full of freedom

Yet if
I could wash away my colours
Dance upon the rain
Dust my legs in puddles
Under all the same

My red is in my blood
It bleed like all on here
Our heaven be thy earth
This kingdom of insane

So  
Wash away my colour
Treat us all as one
That's what we live and die for
Our hope
A dream begun

To the person I've become
I like you a lot
That anger that became you
No longer rages

As life goes on its ending
I hope you read me well
So understand my wanton
I lived a mental hell

Yet peace becomes my coat
So made of colours many
I will wear it well
till
It bleeds my crimson death

You may see this coat of colours  
These words all in the past
Tis written on these papers
A life I didn't laugh

I like the future me inside me
It's better than the past
Yet time has come my enemy
To
Live it while it lasts

I wanted to take all your pain away
I failed
I wanted it to be all better again
I failed
Maybe my words of love and want and a future to come can help
Maybe

I wanted this week to end three days ago
I failed
I wanted the news but not those words
I failed
Your ache will become you
This challenge to beat all challenges to a future to come
I failed you

Tomorrow is your future
Tomorrow is your time
Don't bitter on the past as those memories will stay rightly as
Tomorrow is today

Grip it and fight it
Show your teeth at heavens door
Because you are the tomorrow
My future
And this world is depending on you
So be the you
Be the future

Strange way to die

My breath all fading
A mess behaving
The calm to end a storm
Raged and all forlorn
The end is number 9

Now 9 was wanting trouble
And trouble came his way
He thought he was a wise one
Ducking out this day
But little did he know this that
2 was in his wings
Waiting for that moment
Ready for its sting

I watched them fight above me
The gods were standing by
I climbed but kept on slipping
3 was by my side
So here I stay some longer
The numbers never lie
My 2 was fighting for me
My death from 9
Denied

Really Number 6

What have you done
Where is my sun
Have you hidden it
Taken all it's glow
July is shivering
Drowning in the rain
Give me back my sunshine
Take away the grey

I want to feel the warmth
Golden coloured land
Sun be in my vision
Buckets in the sand
Ice cream dripping down me
Sweat upon this brow
Give me back my sunshine
Calling number 9

Number 7

I could see the same old curtains
Taste their tang
Stale damp and worthless
Netting stained to match
This house once had joy
It once had love

And yet I walked past it most days
Never noticed the rotting windows
Nor the lack of life
So why today
Was it a reflection of me
Was I in fact just looking in the mirror

In my mind I'm 18 yet my body laughs a giggle
Creaks a groan
That glance of ones reflection
Catching a gasp of grey
Seeing lines and crevasses
From cloudy eyes in deny

So there it is
It's not deep
Not sad
Just an ebb I'm fading too
This number almost up
Seven