Sitting here to silent shout of spring
Birds echoing in my solomn mind
The view quite all stunning
A sun awakened
That earns a smile in my heart

Yet I cannot shake these downs
Beating without sound or scream
You know what I'm feeling
A bitten lip diverts that look
Oh what a beautiful sunset

I like my graveyard view
Rolling hills of shadows smoking away
Around me flying things buzzing for a fight
Will the bells sing me a song
Blossom of pink close enough to breath

They are here
People I knew ,people of old
Young that never lived
Old that wanted more
I don't wish to join then
I want to live

The Dribble

I woke up to the dribble
All slapping at my cheek
It wasn't very pretty
It made me feel quite bleek

My tongue just wasn't cutting it
It needed handed touch
The dribble wasn't shifting
Till backhand gave it love

So there I am still half asleep
This goo all on my hand
I wiped it on my girlfriends hair
I'm sure she'll understand

The light of the morn shadows my eyes
I can see trees whispering a rattle
Hear the chorus of dawn
Yet it feels to early for life to wake

Stretching my bones they creak from slumber
Aching muscles still raw
Body at rest to a minds party out

Welcome to the sleepless
We are the special ones
We hear your dreams
Catch your sounds

Surrounded by self inflicted paralysis
I thirst tea
Wondering if others feel the same
Do we all not move

Sleepless

It's early
I want to feel asleep
Turning at my pillow

I dream

Like a bullet to the board
I threw and threw
The impossible 180
Beyond all these thoughts

Week after week the team sighed
Hand covering faces
Shouts of oh noooo
Yet still I did throw

Ti's an honour to play
If only I was as good as before
My bullets not true
My score always blue

Then it came
A night as we know
I'm on my old usual
The 7s I show

It's nothing to shout
Until it occured
I threw like I knew It
All nervously I'm sure

Till 3 darts did happen
180 it's true
I couldn't believe it
And neither will you

Then to add to this tale
My son did inhale
His first in his life
A 180 last night

Impossible 180
A fait accompli
My longing a next time
We'll see eh maybe

Her eyes shone to porcelain
With a smile that devoured
Bronzed skin to a glistening crack
She was beautiful

I could only look from afar
Bite down on my lust
Bow my head
Dream of her scent upon me

Was I the fallen one
Madly in love with a sway
I couldn't think
Focus nor cry

The train left
Plumes of dust covered my face
She was gone
And I was forever lost

I wasn't ready yet
So much work to be done
Yet there he was
The black black crow

It was 3 in the morning
My bladder all so
Glasses abandoning my blur
Shadows awaiting me

And the shiver did come
Spine tingling my silver skin
The view quite the frightening
My rage boiled

The black black crow sounded
He didn't know I had it
My protector smiled
For I needed many years to come

Deep in my breath
The blow did its fire
Singeing black feathers floated the sky
In flight of his path
The black black crow moved on
To the next

Maybe I should do it
End the end
Would anyone want
Bleed tears from their heart
I doubt it

Take breaths be those last
No fortune to add
Seek all that is down
My last raise a frown

See I watched take his last
My dad wanten grasp
My fate not this way
A death watched touché  

Now how may I do it
A drunken glass pulpit
Some tablets a wash
Daggers a blast

I can't really say
My heads disaray
My mind be a blast
These thoughts all my last

All that was ...
Was not all that could be
Your face in my vision
This end that I see