Why do we feel down and up?
Why do we feel like we’ve had enough?
Why do we punish ourselves again and again?
Why do we surprise others when it’s the end?
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I just have to watch
I’m feeling as though in stasis
But I see all around
I have no impact
I cannot make a sound
I just have to watch
The world as it goes by
Wondering to myself
What is this life?
What decisions did I make?
Why did I love wrong?
Why am I so damaged?
Why should I go on?
I often feel anxious
I feel it boiling my blood
I cannot even breathe
My oxygen turns to mud
I feel suffocated
As I can’t talk anymore
Every day tasks
Are now such chores
Patience I have in me
I have to, or I’d go mad
Dealing with the life around me
As all I touch goes bad
One last deep breath
As I wish to forget
I can’t get out of this
My conscience will not let
On the run
On the run, on the moors
Can’t do it anymore
Physical, mental, punishing
Cold, foggy, grass glistening
Breath in front of face
All that empty space
Impossible to feel fingers
Biting frost lingers
Unwanted, unmissed, worn
Clothes in a state, all torn
Return to home in woods
Between bushes near a brook
Sleeping bag hung to dry
Out of the regard of others eyes
Tins of beans all to eat
Would kill for some meat
Surrounded by branches and dead leaves
This luck he would never of believed
Solitude, loneliness all he knows
Rejected waster, way it goes
Living this each and every day
Months now, this his only way
Been attacked, spat on, urinated on too
Drunken men, nothing better to do
He’ll take, steal do what it takes
No choice now, life at stake
Feel sorry for him for where he is now?
He manages, we wonder how.
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Taken from my second poetry book
Freedom
When you hear the word freedom
What do you think?
Speak openly, no propaganda
Work, live eat and drink
We are fortunate, very in fact
Not killed for speaking, protests or acts
We are not in camps, malnourished, ill
Doctors a plenty, pharmacies dish out pills
Pushed into slavery, sex toys, prostitution too
Simple life, coffee, work, family, house, true
Complain, go on, tired, no money, stress
Our life is easy when we consider the rest
We have freedom, we can achieve, obtain
Reflect before contemplating about your pain
Others are worse off in poverty
Others escape war and certain death
Others eat rationed rice
Others live what they call life
Will you think about their freedom tonight?
Their country with practically no human rights
This poem is a thought about them
One day we’ll make a difference, when
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Taken from my second poetry book
Rise up!
Life getting you down?
Chin up my friend
Your not crazy
Stop going round the bend
Stay positive
Live life to the full
Embrace your lover
Grab the horns of that bull
Cherish every moment
Even the bad
Do something different
Be a lad
Be adventurous
Do something daring
Life’s too short
You should be raring
No regrets
Dont you dare
Come on you
I wanna see your flare
It’s coming now
I can see it in your eyes
Your a joy to behold
Lost your disguise
It’s not for me
Do it for you
Go on my friend
To yourself be true!
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Taken from my second poetry book
Happy to be alive
Hey, be positive, take it in your stride
Life getting you down? Poke it in the eye
The do’s and dont’s are very clear
Chill out, relax, have a beer
Dont be down, why that face?
Go to it now your happy place
Boss a jerk? Doing your head in?
Get him back, car keys in the bin
Partner mean? Treat you rough?
Leave their ass if you’ve had enough
Are they better than you? In your eyes
Stop being negative, no need to despise
Had an argument? they get the better of you?
Be bigger then them, agree, what it takes to do
They cannot keep you down if your positive enough
Even when it hits the fan and you feel rough
You are strong, you do matter
Look at your life, it’s not in tatters
Examine the good, do a few good deeds
Say “on this day I do decree”
To march forth with a spring in your stride
Because by gosh chaps, I’m happy to be alive!
01/11/2017
Taken from my second poetry book. Find it here
I hope tomorrow I’ll be fine
Sick of being used as a pawn or a chump
So from now I’m certainly gonna start being blunt
Told what to do for so fucking long
Used to love her, or so goes the song
Try to change everything about myself
Even the state of my mental health
Tried being considerate, caring a lot
But I have to confess, I’m losing the plot
I tried to love, to care, in every way
Every initiation, I was pushed away
Until rejection invaded me, heart and soul
It tore my in half, no longer whole
She asked me to love her, to show I cared
I stopped wanting to, then I was scared
We drifted apart, never the same again
I lost a lover and I lost my friend
Plasters cannot mend severed hearts
We just need to have fresh starts
Maybe one day I’ll feel better again
I’m tired at the moment, all the same
To throw away our love that whimpered out
To now have nothing and to go without
To hate the day, to just want it to end
Feeling depressed, going round the bend
I breathe and move on and hope for a sign
But for now I just hope tomorrow I’ll be fine
I need to feel better
What will you throw at me today?
What suffering do I deserve?
I am at the doctor’s for medication
As I have nothing in the reserve
I’m all out
I quit
My last bit of will power
Has turned to shit
I cried for an hour
I’ve had four hours sleep
I’ve lost 3 kilos
I cry when I speak
I admit I need help
I can’t go on
It’s not a form of weakness
You have to fight to be strong
My heart may not be with me
My head in space somewhere
Depression can be beaten
Even though I’m scared
It won’t be forever
Hopefully not too long
I need to feel better
Otherwise I am done
A new start
I used to love you
But even that seems a dream
We can’t even talk
I always make you scream
I stay silent
It’s better that way
I’ll just make it worse
Being there today
I count my words
Just in my head
If it was out loud
I’d cry instead
I don’t remember
How to smile
That is forgot
Forever while
I starve myself
I don’t want to eat
I lose myself
I don’t want to speak
I don’t matter
Anymore
I’ve just become
A depressing bore
I don’t want anyone
I ask to be free
A new start
Try to be happy
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