The weight lifted of my shoulders,
Like a gym session,
In heaven,
The clouds were proud.
In essence the lesson never learnt.
Fingers burnt and fractured fingernails.
Fairytalesand horror stories.
A never boring oxymoron.
Who's wrong?
Those stubborn hoofs,
They came through the roof.
Valiant stallion,
That's you,
In a horseshoe.
Nailed to my soul.
My swan song consequence.
We set fire to the same fence
We made sense and perched upon on those past nights.
A past life maybe.
You shared your last bite,
With me.
The last laugh was distinctly humbling,
Your tumbling grumbling,
But still wondering if I was alright.
You saved my life every night.
Welcomed in your humble arms.
You never turned me away,
You never turned your back to me.
Actually,
You had my back,
And I had my backpack.
No questions asked,
No matter what those housewives said.
The last laugh is yet to come,
My beautiful friend.
We grew together -
Jekyll and hide,
Dumb and dumber,
Profound the otherside.
They were never inclined
To try to understand.
Why try?
Gossip and tactics underhand.
They wonder why we turn the cheek,
To the otherside..
The envy is greener in the troubled mind.
A kid ****** up and they wonder why.
There wasn't a second in time,
You second guessed.
Why?
You understood through brotherhood,
The love is unconditional
And I miss you more than a grown man should.
Anxiety consumed the bones in my body,
Consumed in shanty tombs,
You made room in your room,
For me.
Time after time.
I broke through the otherside,
You took your time,
Looking at you live,
I'm not remotely surprised.
The sun hides sometimes,
But we shine,
We shine.
Thee beeline sting my eyes,
We stayed awake for days,
2 am toast again,
Covered in butter,
Missing loafs, just crusts.
Soaked in brotherhood,
It's all good.
To toast again,
The best man.
The best laid plans in a world I was yet to understand.
I was underhanded,
And it haunts my thoughs,
The blood on my hands is more vibrant today than it was ever was before.
I made a home on your floor,
But I endeavoured for more.
Hale stones weathered storms,
A scapegoat from Wythenshawe.
Immature to the core,
A star,
Sailor,
Surfing clouds of smoke,
Me, you, Treeman and Maz.
Four to the floor.
My selfish insistence,
Envies the distance between is.
Everyday,
Tomorrow
And yesterday.
I made all my mistakes in that safe place haven,
You gave me.
With mutua respect x
You never looked down on me,
Whilst I was down on my luck.
I'm looking up to you now,
I hope your proud,
And that's just the bad times,
A pastime -
Alas,
We laughed until sunrise -
Sometimes it was hard to stop.
Those moments locked in a treasure chest
And I cough with a heavy chest,
But only you and I hold the key to those stupid little memories.
Until the cemetery and four feet deep,
Thank you for making me believe in the fellow human being
My most personal poem
