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Simon Fletcher Jan 2012
III
I wish I wasn't so crooked
Jumping and leaping over things
And keeping secrets to my dark heart

I wish I wasn't so flaccid
I feel sulphuric acid
In my throat
I close my eyes and I see photos of burn victims
Clinging to their only infant children as they
gasp for air, they are riddled with confusion

Unfortunate life.

I am my own baby, I cling to my ****** as if it is some product of the demon.
Simon Fletcher Jan 2012
I'm free! I'm free!
I'm free from all the abused which surrounded me
I'm free...

There's a sunset at the horizon, I can see...
I now know nothing is wrong with me
Because I'm free! I'm free!

There's children playing outside
There is a happiness I can no longer hide
And all the feelings that hid inside
They're free, they're free...
Inspired by 'I'm Free' by The Who, off their record 'Tommy'.
Simon Fletcher Dec 2011
I used to love you
But now the feeling has changed

I used to kiss you
But now you just turn away

I used to *******
But we're far away now

I used to hold you
But you're not close anymore

I used to hug you
But I don't love you anymore
Simon Fletcher Nov 2011
Jesse, don't go insane and end up killing yourself someday
You don't know how much I'd love to become an uncle one day

Jesse, don't smoke crack or become an hollow airhead one day
Or you will end up begging for cash on Queen West someday

Jesse, don't get stressed from school in the winter
Or else your moods and your thoughts will
turn rotten and bitter

Jesse, only fall in love with a woman you can trust
Or else some **** could rip your heart in shreds

Jesse, don't end up ******* with the wrong person
You could end up stabbed, you could end up dead...

Jesse, forgive me if I am making this too awkward for you
Sometimes I am encouraged by some of the things you do

Jesse, sometimes I am saddened with the way things are
But I know if I want to go to someone, you are never far

Jesse, I know we don't talk often
But thank you for being my brother
This is for my brother.
Simon Fletcher Nov 2011
I guess I'm okay, even after you said all the things
That you had to say
I guess I'm okay, even after you refused to stay...
My heart is broken after what you did
But I guess I'm okay.
The suicidal thoughts remain to stay, won't come back another day
I'm battered and bloodied and scarred, but I suppose I'm okay.
Simon Fletcher Nov 2011
I guess you just got a broken heart
I guess you just got a broken heart
Even when you deny it all at the start
I guess you just have a broken heart

When the skies grow dim and your girl has left you
And you wallow in your sadness and there is
simply nothing you can do
You rely on me, but what am I to do?
When you won't even let me get through to you?

I guess you just got a broken heart
I guess you just have a broken heart
That stupid miserable **** just had to hurt you
And now you cry to me because that's all you can do...
Simon Fletcher Nov 2011
Nobody loves you like I do
Nobody knows you like I do
The birds sing their faintest lullabies
Whenever the orphans begin to cry
The words you say have scared me to death
And knocked me out until there was no life left
The sonnets are now fresh and warm...
While the sun seeps through the clouds
The ending of the prolonged thunderstorm
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