Down by
The riverside
Kingfisher blue
Soaking up the
Morning chill.
The river flowing
Gently today
Fish are idling by
Bluebells on
The riverbank
Blossoming
In the sun.
Day turns
To night time
Kingfisher blue
Settles on his
Creative perch
To welcome in
tomorrow's dawn.

Troubled soul
All mixed up
Teenage angst
In a broken cup.
Who am I.
What am I.
Troubled soul
Tears I cry.
Always wondering
Will I be free
Why why why
Why always me.

Loving you
Is wonderful
Loving you
Is fine
Loving you
With devotion
Loving you
So divine.
Loving you
With passion
Loving you
With desire,
Then you open
Up your mouth
It’s like stepping
In a mire.

World War One
Confused dot com.
Looking cute
In my birthday suit
Looking aplomb
Confused dot com.
I shot a  guy
I do no why
It made me cry
People in power
Told us lies,
They needed our blood
To colour the mud
The powers to be hadn’t
Got A clue
So the daft *******
Went and
Started World War Two
It’s all nonsense
You don’t have to agree
Arabs and the Jews
Will start world war three
Maybe.
I met a man who
was at the battle
of the Somme
He told me he was
confused dot com.

Poison flowing
Through one’s veins
Life has become
A crying shame.
This affliction
Caused by addiction
Stuck in morphine rain.
Once I was joyful
Now riddled in woe
Travelling life’s highway
With nowhere to go.

Locked inside
Can’t express
Holes to deep
Emotions dry
Not knowing why.
Closed shop
No highs
Continual drop
No hope
No scope
Suicidal thoughts
Neck to rope.
Locked into dark
Always recession
No brightness
Deep in depression.
Ease the pain
release the chain
No charm
Self harm
Dull life
Bloodied knife
Turn left
Turn right
At the end
There’s always light

I have learned
It’s not good to burn
There’s fire in her heart
She manipulates me she
Has done from the start.
I don’t want an easy life
Excitement this I yearn
It’s all fair in love and war
Therefore I must burn.
What is life
I don’t want
Just to exist.
Im going to burn
Not fade into the mist.