So back again
Walking the shadows of sleeplisness
This time
Tablet in hand
An answer maybe
But not the one you may assume
If only you could read my mind
Probably best not to
Confusion has taken up residency of late
Such a strange moment
When technology astounds us once more
And words change their meanings
Ok I'm waffling
Sleep comes not fast
As the wind hounds bark
And the silver moon plays havoc
With my instincts
I would walk the moors
But there are no moors around here
So in dreaming I must excape I guess
First to down this tablet
Technology
And I don't even need water
Infact I'll just place it on the bedside table
That's all there is to it
Once I've switch it off that is.

When finally I stood still
Long enough to raise my head from
The level of the pavement
I saw feathers falling
White as snow
A call of angels
Come to.lighten my step
Things are looming
Closer than feels comfortable
The full moon leaves my stomach turning
And my emotions realling downwards
Get ready for a crash landing
But asking for help
Maybe my calls for help
Have been answered
Maybe white feathers have come to comfort
A bleeding heart

Consuming denial
I feel like a ******
But know there is no silent release
From the pain running a riot around my body
A touch
A smile
A meer recognition
Of what you've done
But no
For you
Running in the opposite direction
Not admitting to the truth
Is far easier
She isn't me
She can't ever be me
So when you turn looking
Don't expect to see me smile
But you know
I don't believe for a minute
That this love affair is over
But then I would have to admit
And a ****** is a ******
Whatever the drug

What is your concept of broken
A man's mind can become fragmented
Sometimes one glimpes the illusion we live in
Only to retreat into the blindness
They find comfortable
Controllable
I have lived with many a broken man
But they taught me well
I found my strength
I realised
That though we seem torn apart
Broken hearts bleeding for comfort
We are all just where we are ment to be
Manifestations of our inner worlds
Tears fall
Skin is cut
Suicide brings comfort
A soul spurs towards the light
As unbroken
As the day it stepped upon this earth

Holding small reminders within the moments after
Frail in our own existence
Laid bare now
You have seen my darkness first hand
There is no more to me now
Self respect crumbled in pavements travelled by many a stranger
Satin touch of the purest existence
Madness holds me close to my godself
Madness frees me from my illusions of this world
There is only love which exists
Some love to love
Some live to write of love laid upon the shore
Some live to fight , to ****
Love is all there is when faced with self denial
Hold me within the softness of rose petals
But when you drop me
The thorns will make me whole again
Blood red
Beautiful
Happy to be alive within
Even if to you all
You only see a broken frame