They say talking to yourself is a sign of madness, but who cares what they say no one else can hear them.

They say the pen is mightier than the sword
as is Jah mightier than the Lord
but to ignore the truth you can ill afford
for life is your just reward
so sit back, listen and press record
as i school you like a teacher
a spiritual leader
not a priest but a preacher.

It is you who is blind as i dont need my eyes to see
I use my heart and mind combined to set me free
from mankind's chains of apathy
so let me inject the truth into your vital organs
or else turn to stone like mighty gorgons
do on to others as you wish done
respect your brothers, sisters, daughters and sons
only have love in your heart
for the truth I impart.

It's fear that holds us prisoner
each night and every day
it's fear that roots us to the spot
or makes us run away
it's fear that binds our tongue
when words we want to say
it's fear that clouds our minds
that keeps mankind at bay.

There's nothing to fear but fear itself
how I wish there was something else
to justify the hurt inside
to explain the pain that abides
the very thoughts that repeat and grind
constantly upon my mind
like clouds of acid rain
that slowly drive a man insane
oh death your bitter taste i feign.

I try to put on a brave face
like that of a mountain
yet even it can be displaced
by a mustard grain of faith.

So why am I still climbing
this imaginary ladder
when I should be flying
upon divine wings.

Trying to reach that untold treasure
within your chest
I lost the map
and never had the key
I forgot the facts
like you forgot me.

When you no longer wanted me
even though you're all I could see
I have to leave
just so that I can breathe
catch my breath
and gather the pieces which are left.

I'm not perfect
so much chaos lurks beneath the surface
I feel so useless
so worthless
I have all these thoughts and feelings
that are festering within
maybe I should be kneeling
asking forgiveness for my sins.

It's so hard to be good
when I'm surrounded by bad
It's so hard to do what I should
when I get so mad
with frustration
at my situation
the fact that it's my own doing
that I brought about my own ruin
only makes things worse
I dig my own grave
my soul I cannot save.
Now the die has been cast.

If only I could travel back to the past
to my ten year old self
back when I was innocent
before I worried about wealth
before I viewed adult content
before I knew what *** meant
he would be so ashamed
how I've blackened his name
but even though I'm so ****** up
we're still the same
buried deep within
just sleeping.

He would point out the obvious
to which I am oblivious
follow your dreams
the ones you had before your teens
forget that your brain has taken you hostage
and focus on the positive
the people that love you
and the love that is new
the ones that are closest
then you will make progress.

Maybe I just need that talk
to tell me I'm not a complete wreck
that I can be salvaged
that none of us are perfect
I just have to fix the damage
then maybe I can manage
to continue my journey
I guess its kinda funny
the things that I thought made me free
are the same things that have undone me.

I've not developed the negatives
so that I can see the positives
still wet behind the ears
trapped within my fears
as I sit here in the dark
trying to leave a mark
to be remembered for something good
instead of just being misunderstood
so let me try to explain
why I focus on the pain
see its not by choice
that I listen to the voice
the chorus of doubt
there's no way out
there's no way out
a zoo of words
arriving in herds
the stampede of sentences
I guess that's what my sentence is
inside this brain cell
my bottomless well
a lifetime guarantee
of poetry.

You said all I had to do was ask
so I asked and still you passed
now all I can do is grasp
trying to catch sun rays with my hands
yet some say they don't understand
why I try to stoke the fire
the ambers they burn like a liar
hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
well for this woman I've already mourned
and now its the morning after
there was no warning for this disaster
no lighthouse to save this relation ship
no alarm when the fire was lit
everything that burns so bright
will eventually dissolve in the night
yet no matter how long I stay awake
I still can't catch those rays you make
for you are the dawn
the tomorrow that never arrives
so still I mourn
the day our relationship died.

I hear the rain outside my window
which is strangely reassuring
that even though the wind blows
I am completely secure in
safely behind a pane of glass
it's similar to how I view the world
hidden behind this here mask
but maybe I should open the window?
- and stick my head outside
to be free and let it out, you know?
- the tears the rain can hide
what use is storing up these troubles?
- saving them for a rainy day
peace of mind should be above all
which is why I urge you to pray
but don't worry this isn't a sermon
I'm only asking you to feel the rain
then you can embrace your demons
rather than hiding behind the pain.

Do you need another poem?
haven’t all my words been sown

I stitched verses together  
to  get  her
forget    her

I cannot

She is at my seams
my lungs scream

silence

I provide it
in brief moments of emptiness

I have no mistress
no muse at my disposal
just memories that act like chains upon my heart

but this is art

No! this is my heart
sprawled across the page

every page

I wage war with myself
just so I can speak

I keep nothing back
you’ve seen the white and the black
a contrast that happens so fast
I almost look complete

I could never accept defeat
not even death could steal my promises

I promised this

.

Tell me now are you having fun yet?
because all my words have become redundant
no matter how many girls I talk to
there's only one that fits the shoe
that crystal slipper
only I know how much I miss her
others may take my eye
but only one has the heart
so when they say hi
in my mind I soon depart
to that place where we both live
where our beds sit side by side
when it's just you I'm with
this is where I hide.

It may all be an illusion
as I'm left with trick not treat
but amidst all the confusion
I know that one day we'll meet
for I believed your words
that what you said was true
even now it may seem absurd
that I will see this through.

If I want to save the princess
one must sleigh the dragon
for I embarked on this quest
that I cannot fathom
a never ending story
starts with just a page
as does my journey
sets foot from its cage
once I escape Narnia
and exit from the wardrobe
I will hold you near
without the need for hope
on that day that I emerge
I'll be young again
then all my words
I shall be living.

Age is just a number
to keep track of the lines on ones face
it has nothing to do with our character
or social grace.
What truly defines us
is our life experiences;
birth and death
ill health and stress
marriage and divorce
love and *******.

Our age doesn't equate to intelligence or wisdom
its just a stage of the skin that we've lived in
just because we were born on a certain day
doesn't mean we have to act a certain way
in fact the only thing with certainty
is that we're all unique
like snowflakes
what truth we seek
and path we take.

No need to rely on horoscopes
or what's written in the stars
they're just a joke
like tarot cards
our life is our own making
opportunities are there for the taking
so no matter what, never give in.

I could split the earth in two with my bare hands
I could tear the sea from the sands
I could devour all the pain that's in the world
I could soak up all the anger that's been hurled
I could crush all the demons in the palm of my fist
I could destroy all the murderers that enlist
I could silence all the bullies with a single glance
I could halt all the deviants before they advance
I could protect the children from all that's in store
I could save the innocent from famine and war
I could stop all the tears before they did fall
I could halt all the tyrants before they could rule
I could heal all the sick so that they had perfect health
If only I could save myself.

They say we all evolved
that life's mystery has been solved
but I don't have fins so I can swim
nor can I fly with outstretched wings
yet still they say its evolution
the one and only true solution
or is there a more logical conclusion?

That we were all created from dust
and at some point all return, we must
but what as humans makes us unique?
- for its the truth we yearn to seek
Do you think a horse sits and wonders of its course?
- of why its turned into burgers without remorse
A fly doesn't question why
it eats **** for breakfast and doesn't cry.

How man can stand fully upright
and has unique eyesight
with our colour vision
and the vision to understand future decisions
taste buds to experience every flavour
morality to conduct our very behaviour
that we clothe ourselves to hide our shame
or reason things with our extraordinary brains
Did you know that only humans blush?
- or have the desire to live our lives plush.
So think for a moment isn't it logical to assume
that we were all created and not from a big boom!

My brain is telling me I have to do what's right
but my heart always says don't give up on this fight
my feelings ever present
even though my frustration vents
there's so much I want to say to you
but I have so little words
instead I write poems that are true
and plant it in a verse
hoping you will read between the lines
in-between the quips and the rhymes
as they all stem from the heart
each and every single part.

Good or bad
happy or sad
I keep writing
keep wishing
keep praying
that it will help my cause
or else I'm at a loss
not just for words
but for hope.

As its the only thing left
all else is bereft
for fate is a thief committing theft
stealing anything good in my life
as he plunges in the knife
but you will realise I'm already severed
for I have already weathered
so much more
I'm already damaged to the core
already bled from every pore
this is a walk in the park
I'm used to these feelings so dark
this insurmountable hill
the unswallowable pill
the unbreakable deal
that's made on my behalf
caught within sins grasp
an hereditary weakness
the insidious bleakness.

How I yearn for your soft caress
for anything else I couldn't care less
you are my universe
written about in every verse
from the beginning to the very last
Has time really travelled this fast?
Did we have to part ways?
Couldn't our love be saved?
I won't give in
nor rest
till I'm free from sin
and this conflict of interest.

Our relationship has become stale
the cracks I cannot mend
for my words they now fail
as if written on the wind.

How can we say we still care?
that we miss whats now lost
how can we try to repair?
and pay this heavy cost.

How can we regain the past?
or rewind the hands of time
so much has happened so fast
I once was yours and you mine.

Only goodbye does remain
there's no happiness in defeat
for how can we stay the same?
*how did we never meet...

The world crumbles beneath my feet
cracks in the pavement appear so deep
as I hop across these stepping stones
trying to find my way home
Dorothy lost in Oz
I'm lost just because
because I was
and now I'm not
not that wide eyed boy
walking along cracks
now they try to swallow me
please don't follow me
trace my footsteps
because I'm not perfect
I fell in the cracks
try to fill in the gaps
so no one else falls in
falling..
falling in...
failing in love....
flailing in life.....

Have you seen a turtle on its back?
a bird with a broken wing?
I'm no Gömböc
and I can't swim
not in waters this deep
a speck on the ocean
I can't fall asleep
or else I will start to drown
trying to just stay afloat
upon my lifeboat of hope.

Water or earth?
above or below?
death or birth?
deep or shallow?
It doesn't matter
if its this or the latter
everything is illusionary
like the elusive blue fairy
do we die if we don't believe?
can we fly if we conceive?
to leave our bodies at night
and take to the sky in flight
allowing our souls to soar
like fireflies lit from the core
but our very essence has been tethered
by the one almighty Shepherd
to these bodies made of clay
till sins wage we do pay
then we too can join the flock
like every other lost sock.

I'm sorry Mr. snail for stepping on your home
it wasn't intentional I'm just accident prone
in my defence, it was really dark
and you had stopped short on the path
but really that's not an excuse
for gods, green earth is for everyone's use
so please accept this humble poem
as way of apology for destroying your home.

I borrowed another man's wife
just to see what it was like
she felt like an old sweater
I wish I had never met her
wearing someone else's clothes
but that's just how this story goes
a tale of twisted deceit
of two people caught in heat
stolen embers of a dying marriage
that relationship died in Paris
a bitter sweet honeymoon
they sealed their love in the catacombs.

Two wrongs don't make a right
yet still their passion did ignite
an unused match created a spark
on something new they would embark
but this relationship was doomed
from this maidens voyage
for jealousy did all but consume
because of one bad choice
let this be a warning I share
over a misguided affair
turning something blue
just to try something new.
I left her at Piccadilly station
waiting for a train
there's no way this relation
could ever happen again.

Twisting and turning
listening and learning
trying to achieve
lying as we weave
always out of grasp
so we ask
seek and you shall find
through the eyes of the blind
an immense treasure
but do you have the measure?
can you compete?
with a humble heart
when yours is so full of greed
it's what you want not what you need
this everlasting peace
a silence of words
so now you're deaf and blind
not even the words can be signed
so you're forced to listen
to what's within
a slow beating
a steady rhythm
don't give in
DON'T GIVE IN

There's no reason for suicide
just **** the mind
end of ego
what you seek you will sow
so let go
IT'S OK
just lay
you're safe here
by yourself
be yourself
don't beat yourself
IT'S OKAY
there's no why or how
just STOP!
*right now

Grant me the solitude of my illusion
a man born from broken dreams
if I knew how it all started
then maybe I could tell you how it ends
I wish for those dearly departed
until then I still pretend.
A fly caught in a spiders web
a mouse to a snake that's fed
we all know of our own demise
yet we all choose to close our eyes
maybe we are different
destined for some greater path
a beaming star in the distance
a celestial body that forever lasts.
Its imagination that sets us apart
the ability to dream
so lets live through our heart
and not by our means.

Scratch at my skin
bite upon my lip
feed off my sin
take a little sip.

Let me lust after
allow me to hate
feel my hunger
make me wait.

Guide my hands
across your body
your name you brand
I'm yours, use me.

Awaken my demons
ride the horseman
stir up my feelings
all just for fun.

Invade my soul
steal my innocence
tell me it's my fault
then let me repent.

Use me as a target
aim for my core
I've already marked it
not hard for you to score.

Take your scissors
cut into my heart
use precision
see what you can craft.

Slice me open
see how I bleed
leave me broken
watch me grieve.

Make me believe in
your honesty and trust
everything deceiving
everything is lost.

Poke me in the eye
stab me in the heart
tell me you will die
tear my world apart.

Take away my hope
sell all my dreams
in tears I soak
for you my fiend.

Hunting crocodiles in my dreams
hiding smiles with our screams
the dead don't scream
they barely talk
hunting prey like a hawk.

Is it better to be the victim or victor?
Is it really winning if someone has to lose?
- maybe it's better not to choose
to not compete with crocodiles
hand not hook
hand not fist
hook no fish
lets all swim freely
lost amongst seaweed
we the weeds of this world
even weeds have flowers
even we can be beautiful
full of life
full of love
full of it
for it is everything
space, the final frontier
no more reason to cry
the crocodiles can't catch us here
nor do we need to give chase
chasing space
changing place
from here to there
from fear to fair
pay the ferryman
let him take you
on the voyage of a lifetime
don't follow the signs
as we all head the same way
all dead at the end of the day
stepping across crocodiles.

Why did the frog cross the road?
- because he didn't want to become a toad
every frog wants to be a Prince
and every Princess needs to be convinced
if you kiss enough toads you will find a frog
if you cross enough roads you will avoid the dogs
the bark is worse than the bite
all they're after is the bone
once that's gone they'll leave you alone
alone, alone, alone
third time lucky
third time we will see
we the weeds of the sea.

She sells her body to strangers
for a hot meal and a cup of coffee
sometimes they don't even pay her
sometimes its just for free
all so she can escape
her reality.

Standing on street corners
between lost and abandoned
a friend tried to warn her
but never had she fathomed
it would turn out like this
from her lemonade stand
to giving it away with a kiss
picked up by another man
she's reminded of her father
on his finger is a band
as he wraps his arms around her
the odour is overpowering
his body weight
and laboured breathing
its getting late
she must be leaving
to another bed where she sleeps alone
and nightmares await
of old men's groans
she's no ones baby girl
an adult at only seventeen
her grandmother said she was a pearl
but how can she forget the things she's seen
worn down to a piece of grit
by a thousand grubby hands
she's been abused and hit
this tiny piece of sand
someone so insignificant
that no one will remember
a boy told her she was heaven sent
right before he used her.

She's become numb to the words
she's become numb to their touch
there's no place left in this world
its all become to much
so she closes her eyes
for one last time
and heads to the sky
where they can never find.

Love is everything you can think of and more
Love should never be boring or a chore
Love is about putting someone else first
Love is about accepting them at their worst
Love is no longer sleeping alone in the dark
Love is having somewhere for your ***** to park
Love is finishing each others sentences
Love is knowing another's tendencies
Love is about not forcing issues and lying
Love is holding the tissues whilst she's crying
Love is always trusting and never jealous
Love is regular *** baby!, woohoo!, hell yes!!
Love is having to watch ******* movies
Love is about reassurances like you'll never loose me
Love is knowing when to talk and when to remain silent
Love is closing the toilet seat, that extra kindness
Love is defending her every flaw
Love is spending time with the in-laws
Love is about sharing everything
Love is buying that eternal ring
Love is accepting she's always right
"I love you" is a quick way to end a fight
Love is about that special kiss
Love is saying "no your *** does not look big in this"
Love is daring to eat her meals
Love is about caring how she feel
Which brings me to the age old question
"Is this really love or just indigestion?"

I am a born writer
a worn out fighter
constantly battling my demons
frequently finding the reasons
to creep on going
to keep on flowing
29th round
and the sleeps now showing.

A persistent tiredness
an insistent wired finesse
Standing here battered and bruised
feeling shattered and used
a product of my stress.

A demons play thing
seasoned in the ring
resting on the ropes
jesting at my hopes
now running on reserve
dulling every nerve.
So I no longer can feel
the pain of my ordeal.

As my body aches
with signs of cramp
another blow he takes
its not over champ!
More blows sorely landing
it shows I'm barely standing
shaken and stunned.
Ding! Ding!
another round done.

I've written so many words
but never found the right ones
to pen how special you were
now they no longer spill from my tongue
as I have been rendered mute
to know there will be no more sun
and the hearts have all changed suit.

This final verse hangs on deaths ears
like autumn leaves that fall
what remains now are the tears
and these words penned by a fool
I tried my best to appreciate
but Cupids bow was drawn too late
now this heart has become a *****
to dig its own shallow grave
at least they will lie together
and rue fates final endeavour.

You change your mind like I change my shirt
twice a week
that's when it begins to hurt
thats when you tell me how much you miss me but never speak
and act like you care
but you have no care at all
still I will always be there
whenever you fall
please don't fall
please stay tall
and strong
and beautiful.

I know I don't belong
that I'm no longer needed
I know another has succeeded
as your lover he has been greeted
but why were you searching?
when all you needed was here
why were your eyes closed?
why were you filled with fear?
I tried to keep you close
I tried to pull you near
but the tides turned
your mind spurned
whilst my heart yearned
still yearning
still hurting
still burning.

Not sure if it's love or anger
these charred remains
I still remain
still refrain
let me bake in the sun
let me burn in the water
for it is done
you've finished the slaughter
you have won.
You have one, two, three
things that belong to me.
One heart
two promises
three words.

Just another fool
trying to act cool
another street punk
out to steal your junk
he flashes his blade
your fate has been made
plunges in the knife
and there goes your life
another widowed wife
hands soaked in blood
just misunderstood
no time to plea insanity
hoping for some humanity
and what does he get?
A life for a life?
A knife for a knife?
No!, thirty to life
but still out in five
on the streets to rule
back being the fool
to claim another life.

If I could live just one more day
to live without the fear
in your arms I would stay
holding you tight, right here.

Beneath the stars as we lay
I would tell you clear
how you moulded my heart of clay
how much I loved you dear.

That I would not betray
then as I held you near
it all began to fade away
our love, my life, the fear.

I wish she had spoken to me one last time
to tell me everything will be just fine
and hadn't forgotten how much I cared
or all the moments that we shared
even though she was with someone else
and life had robbed her of her health
she still thought of me as fondly
that I was more than just a probably
if only the river ran a different course
or that I'd given a little more pause.

Whats meant to be is meant to be
for all rivers run to the sea
one day you will be with me
when the waves reach eternity.

She told me she would be gone a while
that she had already reconciled
and as she closed her sullen eyes
I leaned in close to say goodbye
but she never heard me say
for she was already on her way
because dreamers never really leave
they just drift off down the stream
where we will meet on some distant shore
and time and pain will be no more.

My ego craves attention
there's no smoke without fire
so give me your affection
of it I will never tire
tell me I am handsome
tell me I am kind
let's just have some fun
whilst you play with my mind
call me intelligent
say I am gorgeous
my ego is evident
my ego is porous
soaking up your compliments
letting it expand
keep stroking my ego
keep feeding it so
it's not really me though
just so you know.

I will rock your world
take you to unseen places
make you feel like a little girl
I will be your oasis
come let me quench your thirst
and satisfy your hunger
it will feel like your first
I will make you feel younger
hurry though because I'm in demand
there's a queue outside my door
so lets not pretend
you won't be wanting more
I will be your addiction
your selfsame drug of choice
about me you will write fan fiction
whilst I leave you moist
you will want me in your bed
you will want me to come knocking
but remember everything I've said
its just my ego talking.

Today I witnessed a man jogging in Flip Flops
~
it was like watching my Granddad dance to Hip-Hop
~
pre hip-op

Disarm with charm the arms of war
a chance to settle a thousand year score
to save mankind from blood and gore
and live in peace forever more.

As light dwindles into thin air
night brings with it only despair
the weight of life came crashing down
answers which I haven’t found
yet crazy thoughts still surround
life has again withdrawn its spark
all its left me is the dark
no one can hear my silent cries
hidden behind smiles and lies.

Please help me from this black hole
help me save my mortal soul
my thoughts are filled with confusion
such emptiness and delusion
rescue me from this pit of depression
relieve me from my fatal obsession.

Now as I wait in the hall
it stands behind me eight foot tall
a nameless shadow on the wall
death beckons me and whispers, "come!"
but I try to tell him I'm not done
I'm still strong surviving here
trying to get through another year
without the sadness, without the fear
he looks me dead in the eye
and tells me to say goodbye
to everything I've ever known
to leave my life all alone.

Just as my gaze starts to fixate
a mist of haze emanates
a crack of light as dawn breaks
through the curtains drawn so tight
looks like I won the fight
from my nightmare I awake
no more sweats, no more shakes
yes another night I survive
awake now, still alive.

I have reached an impasse
on life's path
an immovable mass
I'm standing still whilst people are running past
if this was a race I would already be last
I cannot force myself to go on any more
and yet cannot return the way I came
as my feet are rooted to the floor
so I just remain the same.

Feels like I'm on a stage
re-enacting the same scene
when I just want to turn the page
it should be over
has been
and gone
like a worn out song
that goes on and on
stuck on repeat
the same old beat
same moves
same shuffle of feet.

Caught between a rock and a hard place
stalled in life's race
travelling at a snails pace
at twenty nine
it's hard to define
why I still have this childish mentality
at some point I must face reality
yet I cannot go forward
because of a mental block
so things remain awkward
and now I have stopped.

All is pain
nothing to lose
nothing to gain
come the sun
or the rain
who cares
for poison
is the only fruit it bares
this bitter life
no joy
just grief
no feelings
so empty
no healing
i'm exempt see
a broken record
spinning round
always lost
never found
my body is here
but my mind elsewhere
a constant nightmare
never knowing if i sleep or wake
if its real or fake
my smile hides the hurt
my skin scarred beneath the shirt
love me for who I was
and not who I am
simply because
i'm no longer a man
just a shell
of who i used to be
a scam
a memory
pain is my only friend
my own worse enemy
and nothing but darkness see.

I took a trip to the edge of the Earth
where nobody else exists
it's as if the world just gave birth
to a man with a single wish
see I already used up two
on finding love and then you
so where do I go from here?
-- now I've reached the end
is there really a way past fear?
-- or should I just pretend
to live a life that's normal
as normal as life can be
I've already tried to warn you
not to follow me
I'm no teacher or prophet
I'm just a man with a single wish
as I've already lost it
already discarded my list
scattered all my dreams
so maybe I should be content
without all the dreaming
to know that I never meant
to hurt another being.

As I sit upon the edge
and look into the abyss
I will make a pledge
to not waste this last wish
so let me sail into the stars
in this one man boat
who knows how far
I only wish I brought a coat.

As vultures start to circle like flies
she stares into a dying mans eyes
his vision blurred, eyes swollen and glazed
any memories left have already hazed
he opens his mouth as if to speak
she leans in close and touches his cheek.

"Now i'm at my journeys end
no lover left for me to tend
a broken heart that will not mend"
--"no next of kin all alone
just worn out skin and dried up bone
all thats left has turned to stone"

She grasps his hand to her chest
knowing its his final rest
she squeezes it oh so tight
with all her strength and all her might
--just before the old man dies
"i am your lover" she replies

"I've been by your side for 60 years
i've shared your laughter and eased your fears
i gave you water and ceased your tears"
--"and listened to every word you said
washed your clothes, bathed and fed
now i sit beside your bed"

As he slowly turns his head
tears are falling eyes are red
one final look of recognition
as she adjusts his position
that single thought sums up their lives
as they say a final goodbye.

You had me at a smile
no words needed
captured in exile
our eyes met
new course set
instant attraction
impulse reaction
everything else just static
one feeling, ecstatic
heart skipped not a beat
but a whole song sheet
swept off feet.

Your casual dress
no need to impress
as your beauty shines through
what happened to my brain?
i forget my name
David, who??
feels like electricity
running through my body
emotional complexity
still don't know who I be
class A, ecstasy
completely dazzled
brain still frazzled.

We got chemistry
soon to be biology
top of the class
full marks
first shivers
now sparks
extended hand
sweaty palms
nothing planned
subtle charms
hair stands on end
feel so weak
knees bend
i try to speak
voice falter
tongue tied
mouth dry
glass of water
just a mumble
brain fried
feet now stumble
reach for chair
caught off balance
all is air
failed first challenge
goodbye reality
hello gravity
you look away
feeling awkward
please stay
forever altered.

You don't give too much away
but that's ok
as I read between the lines
of what you do and do not say
slowly learning your ways
you tell me more in your silence
your pauses are like diamonds.

I remember every word you never said
every thought I ever had
every measured sigh
every repeated question without reply
I don't ask to receive
they mask what I need
my real quest is to achieve
a wordless answer
as your silence is golden.

The worthless cancer
a predatory disease
I know how much you fight
and yet never loose sight
of what's true and right
you simply amaze me
that even though I'm not with you
you're all that I can see
a vision of beauty
your pixie like smile
that nothing can defile
to your pixelated skin
viewed on a screen
with more beauty laid within.

Where as I feel the need to verbalise every thought
that enters my head
even the ones that make me look bad
reveal every feeling
so I'm completely honest in my dealing
OK, maybe not everything
I wouldn't want to scare you
with the thoughts that I think
I filter out my anxieties and only tell what is true
a direct link from my heart straight through
my racing thoughts are not what's important
its my pacing heart shaped *****
to which I have given you the keys
an instrument that you play
as you're a musician with such ease
with the words you do not say.

I lost myself again
I became part of them
all those lost souls
connected by a web
each playing some role
hanging by a thread
looking for recognition
claiming we are unique
but with every proposition
someone else's words we speak
so why are you reading this?
you already know the punchline
I could seal it with a kiss
my body and soul are online
sold to the highest bidder
minus the commission
yet none of us are winners
as nobody listens
we are all just echo's
travelling through space
I've already let go
of my dignity and grace
a hybrid that's part machine
drip fed by strangers
on celebrity culture we feed
we are all now vampires
taken by the night
we have become digital liars
afraid of the light.

*Yet I see this web we're caught in
just don't know how to escape
so like you I'm still courting
trapped by my own fate.