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kromwellfarkus Mar 2020
Me lad.
He's 14.
And, hes been in ****
At school.

Now, we have his back
And all that.
He's my boy
Me lad.

It has come to light
At such recent time
That his forgery skills
Have been paying his bills
To freedom.

"Uncle Matt"
Has a note for you teacher.

You must do
What Uncle Matt wrote.

As per Uncle Matts last note,
Here is another,
Signed...

Uncle Matt.

The signature said
Uncle (fukn) Matt.

They accepted this
And off he went
To where ever he desired...

Good ol Uncle Matt.

Me lad,
He's 14.
And he's playing the fools
For the fools they are.

We had a meeting.

Me, the missus and me lad,
It didn't turn out too bad
But, then it did
And we had to take a step back.

Me ol mate.
Me lad.
He's got demons in his head,
That I can't slay...

Cos he's in his room most of the time,
Figuring out his identity.

So, from outside looking in,
I just let him breathe...

Cos he's me lad
An I'm his Dad.
kromwellfarkus Mar 2020
Exhausted
Disgusted
Muddle-headed
Betrayed

My own blood
Taints my perspective
Of how it is
To be young and free

Love is unconditional
But I am exhausted
In trying to love
A fiend

This is my responsibility
But I am disgusted
In the behavior displayed
And the actions portrayed

I have more than one priority
But, I am so muddle-headed
Dreams and reals, haters and feels
All mix into colossal confusion

I will always have your back
But I have been betrayed
By your actions verses what you've said
It's hard to love with a head full of regret

It's not too much
But it is
Please, please just be good
I can't take too much more

When all is done and said
I will crawl back to my shed
**** the memories with new dreams
On a hammock, on a beach, in my head.
kromwellfarkus Feb 2020
Happy birthday kid
You made it this far
May as well keep on goin
Cos time aint slowin

The years seem faster
And the months fly by
A second seems shorter
Than the blink of an eye

Before I kick off
With the festivities and such
Just know, I have always
Given a ****

This is the calm
Before the storm
I won't be home
Until the morn

Keep a light on
So I know where to stagger
10th birthday of a 40 year old man
But, that doesn't matter.

May the hangover be kind
And the drugs be pure
May my friends all get along
You *****.
Before the night of my 40th...
kromwellfarkus Feb 2020
Pain no one sees
It's hidden and curled away
Strength no one sees
It's curled and hidden away.

Swearing at the ones I love
Knee-**** reactions
Silly assumptions
Stick to my guns.

Be angry to feel correct
To be right
It doesn't fukn matter
Who said what and when.

It
Doesn't
Fukn
Matter

Stupid games we play
In our heads throughout the day
Makes an *** of you and me
I assume.

The demons we have
All bite the same
And trust
Can never be regained.

I am not wrong
I am not right
I love you, you ****
Even in hindsight.
kromwellfarkus Feb 2020
This write
Is about you.

You're still young
You have time
We all see the strength
In the lightening from your eyes.

Life is a fickle arrangement of sweets
Sometimes you gotta eat the licorice.

This love in your heart
Combined with
Those things you didn't say
This is not how it has to be.

Don't mix your thought
With feeling
It will leave you unsure
Follow your heart OR your head.

People love you
Our circles are small
But the love we project
Embraces us all.

I fuckn believe in you
So dig fukn deep

Find the light which defines who you are
You've got this.
Dash of optimism for those that need it. Life is hard, sometimes, a cutla words of encouragement is all it takes to refocus, and carry on.

To who ever needs it. Youve fukn got this.
kromwellfarkus Feb 2020
14
I hear him through passing
Cries of a teenage boy
I barge in to find him
Slumped over his bed, phone in hand
Hunched in the position
Of a deeply engrossed Android user
Tears and snot drip from his face
I take a knee, and adorn my embrace.

It doesn't matter why
It doesn't matter who
Not to me
My only concern is his sadness.

Social ******* media
Is a poison.

I never had it as a kid
So, it's a hard one to relate to.

To him, I am just a lame old man
Past his prime, no one wants to hear.

To me, he is how I used to be
When I was 14...

But that doesn't matter to the 14.

And it wont matter, perhaps until the 20s.

I sit out the back, in the shed, and write this
While he, questions his place and his sanity
My lil man, my boy, my son
Cope as you will...

Dinner will be ready soon.
kromwellfarkus Feb 2020
Words that pass my lips
Spoken from the reverberations
That my throat makes
For some reason.





Converse with another mechanism
From within my mechanism
My comfortable prison
Close eyelids to pull the blinds

We are all ****** up
In our own lil cute way
And I pull the levers
To act the socially acceptable way

But, the other day
I pressed a button
Perhaps, I shouldn't have
But, I did

It has triggered proximity switches
24volt control
Fed through inverters and now
There ain't no brakes

Not with this plc installation
Outputs all closed...

**** it.
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