I saw a desert turn green. But no letters today, and the phone rang out. I picked up a pen so I didnt scream. I made it rhyme, so I wouldnt shout. I looked out the window in night, as she left me in a dream. I could see things clear from the moonlight IContinue reading “a desert turn green”
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True Crime Podcast
Shrouded in the smoke. On It’s silver cloud I wish to float away though here I’m succumbed nothing free, not he, not me, So stroke my heart and help me fight, as I lose the light from the dark of night liberate me from this state of mind liberate me from this place in time.
Feels like I’ve been here so long. So I strain to think back, to when things weren’t so wrong. But all I see is my hands cuffed in a sweatbox. So I strive even harder, trying to forget about locks. No! I’m in a cold court cell and like a scared snail, I retreat aloneContinue reading “Remembering”
like a gorilla in the zoo
There used to be this gorilla, in Southport zoo! And what a grumpy gorilla, he was too. Sit all day behind that dirty rotten screen. All the kids would bang, pull faces, quite frankly, be mean. How I used to wind that poor gorilla up, eating, sleeping, shitting in that hut. It was 1991 orContinue reading “like a gorilla in the zoo”
I am unsure why, when I’m alone in this cell, I start to dwell, on heaven and hell. Much I have lost within these four walls, lost, gone, insignificant to all. Wanting right now, as my mind is dense. In this hole, this hole of belligerence. Salvation from above can it really rescue me? beforeContinue reading “Keeping Faith”