Decrepit craven, this way swirls;
Heart adorned on sleeves and pearls.
Nestled bosoms rock and sway;
A thousand times you’ll make me pay
A levy for your love, today

Meticulous, Prodigious;
Pedagogy, Melancholy;
Sanctimonious, Sacrilegious;
Fallacy, Facetious, Flippant.

Contumacious, Efficacious;
Equanimous,  Calamitous;
Sclerotic, Spasmodic;
Fastidious, Feckless, Fecund.

Rebarbative, Pervasive;
Petulant, Redolent;
Wheedling, Withering;
Fulsome, Friable, Factotum.

One of these nights my brain will fall silent.
From the overly loud music,
Or the overly loud thoughts;
Who cares what tomorrow will bring
If it is lost when dawns birds sing?
I won't, and it's my thoughts that count.

Swirling leaves amidst sweet liquid
Waiting for the seeping, strengthening
How I wish you were brewed
I need you to distract me
The hunger cravings are strong
I want pizza
It's only a few clicks away
But the diet
My diet
Small sips
Heart flips
Wings clipped

Sometimes I'll remember what it's like to be a child,
A fleeting moment of magic or wild imagination.
My chest aches with the loss of my youth;
And aches again knowing it only lives in memories.

As a child, I could have been anything;
A hero fighting mythical beasts, or
The mythical beast that terrorises my window sill.
So far I am neither.

There is a certain freedom in running as a child,
No obligations to start or stop.
Adults rarely run for no reason;
I find myself limited to a brisk walk.

I am not the name upon the building
There is no shingle hung for me
But, if we walk into the forest
You'll see where it's carved upon a tree

I move in diferent circles
though I like who I've become
While my friends were busy studying
I was absorbing, having fun

I'm wrapped up in a blanket of academic non achieving
Too much time has passed me by to sit here now and grieving
I wear a cloak of non success that is a little worn
And just like me, it's tattered some and in places slightly torn
It doesn't matter one **** bit, I'm where I want to be
Making ripples in the water, that make their way out to the sea

I life life at a different speed
and Time it is my friend
Because just like those who studied hard
We're all dieing in the end

They won't outlive their building
Their name not there to see
But, deep down in the forest
My name's still on that tree

I'm wrapped up in a blanket of academic non achieving
Too much time has passed me by to sit here now and grieving
I wear a cloak of non success that is a little worn
And just like me, it's tattered some and in places slightly torn

They won't outlive their building
Their name not there to see
But, deep down in the forest
My name's still on that tree