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Paul Hardwick Mar 2017
Down my t-shirt
but the good thing
is still wear one!

**** dribbled down my
Christmas jumper
but there having so much fun!

My mind not closed at all.

I would go to say
I am just five years old
compared to space years!

But better cool it down
you may not understand
what old age is!

See told you!
P@ul.  Love you all.

Over a HI LL
Paul Hardwick Mar 2017
Now I am old
I Can say
I still can't understand
why people are so keen to hate
not tolerate others
so keen to find violence
in just a comment
and not listening
to the words
or why these words may be true
I know I have my own world
and all true this day
But how can my words be true to you
you have so many more problems
than I have
or so it might appear to you but that may not be true
for I have more problems than you have
and for me that's true
have you even thought about it
and got in this loop


Love from me.
So SO True   P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2017
Come on
how often does that happen
how often have you known it
you can tell me if you like
but I think you never will
My toe hurts like hell
as if you care
think it split the nail
Some bleeding come out
now I will have to wash my socks
do you know
how hard for me
things just like, that is

**** me just stubbed my mind

on my big toenail
hope there is no bleeding in my head
things like this
make me feel red
never know
what EXP lease Ives come out.
LOvE   P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Mar 2017
Lost not ever found
taken out of my head
taken from the air I breath
taken from places of my mind
I am not the man I used to know
it is as if parts of me has dissolved
into thin air
which if remember right
smells like cheese
or is it burning lead
I fail to remember now
does old age taste like this
just as it smells
things that rot
burn the roof of my mouth
and so I try to spit them out
to preserve myself
for now
I know God will come
and take away
all the rest of me
and the man he can have them ALL.
Love <   Full of cold.> feeling sad < MAN FLU> ***.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
There's no good way
to shake you
your own hand.
P@ul.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
Daisy is a fab girl
she knows
I love her very much
she has the best sense of humor
always hanging out
and she drinks too much
brought her some pink flowers
after we stop at the bar one day
we both drank *****
through a straw
and not enough lemonade
you could say we got ******
I took her home
Daisy, you have to look after
especially in that short Pink dress
the area where she lives not being so good though
was not long before we meet
a gang of kids on the street
she said run away
and Dasiy ran off over the graveyard
now these kids I know
they work at local Bank
Pink petals flying this way and that
as she ran
the occasional glimps of white pants
and did I say
Dasiy was a big girl
which made think Elephants.

Sorry, Dasiy.
Love P@ul.  ***.
Paul Hardwick Feb 2017
How would I ******* know
they never say
never let me know
how they feel
or what ****** up there day
So how can I help?

All you need to do
is talk
that's how it's working for me
was that to surreal?
for you?
Must be the same for me?

**** got me a loop.

What I meant was
do you feel this world
or is that just me
if you see
someone fall over
does that not make you
feel her or him hurt
or just ******* turn away
smoke a ***
go inside your passage of life
and experience everything else which
you find there
and so I ask
you might be done
and married me
but
have you ever in your head
listen to me at all
or see me
what I am at all
turn the roundabout
the fair is in town
those clowns
scar me
much to much
makeup
they are not
even gay
or maybe
all my noise
makes
you
feel
unright

Don't worry we all end up dead.

Sorry was that
a spoiler
T    H    E        E      ND.
comes so quick.
By the way
LOVe  P@ul.
***.
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