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A little thought….

Each to their own life….


Chasing rainbows across the sky,

I thought of you and so I said hi,

We are all a speck in life’s dimension of why,

And everyone chases rainbows across the blue sky….




~ For you all…. ~

Well hello, thanks for taking the time to read this…. I wanted to ask you all to help me with some inspiration….

I’ve noticed everything I write just lately is on the dark side and I want to add a bit of light to it.

So here goes….

Will as many people as possible answer this question for me in the comment section….

What makes you happy?

Thank you for reading and I look forward to any comments you leave.

A special thank you to all the people who are following me and who like my poems.

Happy hugs your way.x.x.

Walking down                    

this lonely lane,                                    

Standing in                  

the pouring rain,                    

 My mind in turmoil                          

just wanna be free,                            

Feel the cold bitter rain                                    

wash over me,                    

Each drop ice fire                                

burns my skin,                                    

Stokes my confusion                                      

pricks my anger within,                            

Hear the voices                                

in my head,                            

They make me wish                          

that I was dead,                            

Again they scream                                

just run away,                            

Just can’t take the pain                  

the thoughts today,                          

And so I’m walking                

in the rain,                        

Can’t seem to shake                      

this oppressive pain,                                

I need to live life                            

on the edge,                                

Balance on                            

 normality’s ledge,                        

Got to push it                        

way to hard,                  

Death leaves me                    

his calling card,                                    

From everyone I                              

run away,                                    

Just can’t live life                                    

like this today,                                          

Leads me back                              

to this gray lane,                                  

So desolate and empty                            

in the rain,                                              

 Can it ever wash away                              

my pain,                                  

Think I’m gonna                                

go running again…. 

Bathed in sweat and moonlight

back arched up against these pains,

Wrists split cut and bleed

can’t break free of these tight reins,

My heart it just beats faster

like a steady beating drum,

My skin it starts to tingle

a real strange rhythm starts to hum,

and then I hear the creaking

foot steps coming up the stair,

On my constraints I pull much harder

my eyes fill with despair,

Slowly the door opens

a shadow fills the room,

He closes the door and stands there

a heavy weight in the gloom,

I tried to plead and plead with him

but my throat closes like a vice,

My minds raging body’s burning

but I shiver like I’m ice,

I hear him sighing deeply

as he walks across the room,

My heart reaches a crescendo

with the knowledge of impending doom,

As he moves across the floor

something glints quite brightly,

Something silver in his hand

that he grips so tightly,

I feel I’ve been plunged

down a hole,

Want to beg be swift

release my soul,

He reaches for my binds

not making a sound,

The policeman my rescuer

I have finally been found….

Got you all didn’t I!!!!

~ 3 Questions ~

3 Questions….

What annoys you?

What makes you happy?

What would make you argue?

If I’m honest

your in my heart,  

You’ve been there so long    

where do I start,    

You took part of my heart      

and planted a seed,            

Are all of these years                  

I find I need,          

I’ve watched this seed            

grow into a tree,              

Each time it bares fruit        

 you take it from me….

Dam life is so unfair sometimes….

~ Dream, Mind, Games, ~

Pour mind onto jagged  paper

ripped off at the edge,

No longer standing where it’s safely

I’m stepping off the edge,

Down deep down in the abyss

the words all spin around,

Gasp for breath and try to scream

but utter not a sound,

Abyss is not all

that it seems,

Shards of white light

break these dreams,

I’m woken up to

my own screams,

My nightmare

it fades but not away,

It terrorizes at night

hides menacingly during the day….



There’s something about this time of year that makes me gloomy

gets me down,

Don’t know what it is but it takes my smile

leaves me with a frown,

Its strange cuz I like the misty mornings

and my favorite weather is the rain,

I like the spring and its rebirth

and 30 starlings in the garden all beautifull looking the same,

These feelings they still persist within me

and unlike when I was 16 I can’t get stoned,

It’s mad cuz I’m happy with my life

but my smile it’s just been loaned….



~ 5 Things ~

5 Things

Everyone has 5 things that they regret they have or haven’t done.

I got thinking about these 5 things and decided mine are:-

Not saying I was sorry.

Not saying I love you.

That night, I regret not turning around.

Telling someone what I really thought.(in later life it became important).

I should of  told someone I thought of them as my dad.


That’s my five(5)  things. All very important to me, all could of really changed my life.

I wonder what your 5 things are? All you people out in internet land?

Five things….

Through the wire….

~On line~
“And you are?” He asked.
“A figment.” She said.
“I am here, but then, I am not. You see me but, you dont SEE me.” My world crash’s and you are there for me, even though you dont see, dont understand the complications….”
He sighs….
“I will be here always….”
And he always is, just like she is allways there for him….
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