Alone

Alone

People come,
People go,
The wheel turns,
You fall with flow.

Drifting by,
Run aground,
Turn to look,

Alone, I'm found.

Familiar

Familiar

In your scent, I'm home again,

In your eyes, my comfort lies,

When I feel your touch, I need so much,

Within your arms, my panic calms,

Upon your chest, my soul can rest,

Within your thighs, my need resides,

And in our kiss, there lives a warmth,

Words can't explain

Our kiss______,

_____ Just bliss!

Yourself

Yourself

Boundaries set by those, at will,

Whom moral stance rights them to kill,

Original values, original sin,

In judgement, they keep theirs' within.

Hypocrisy, destroys our soul,

Yet, convenient morals build that hole,

How can we still pretend to know,

What's right from wrong, what's high from low?

It's guilt that drives our cold cruel hearts,

From love to hate, government to art,

We cannot make those absolutes,

With priorities so far from Truth.

Ourselves is all that swells our minds,

Its selfish pains, interpret finds,

Some try to say they know, they've seen,

But all they know is where they've been.

No time to judge, with coloured vision,

No right to cast moral decision,

Your time's best spent on what you see.

Of what's in you, not what's in me!

Yours

Yours

You sit and pray,

For food and wine,

To sow the seeds,

You have no time.

You feel the truth,

And how to be,

And then deny,

That's what you see.

You're full of woe,

And question, why?

For the answers,

You won't even try.

Led by sorrow,

Hide in lies,

For all misdeeds,

There's something dies.

You get what's coming,

Ease or strife,

Depending,

How you treat this life.

What is Written

What is Written

Anonymity again,

Drifting endlessly, it seems,

Once again you tumble,

Shrinking back into a shell,

Constructed out of anger, pain.

How you've suffered those now,

Familiar enemies, stabbing friends,

We know them, so we do,

As we know our own distaste.

One day, you know,

You won't return from your sleep,

Never to rise, as never again,

To fall blindly,

Innocently trusting those misdeeds,

As weaknesses guard the truth,

From those who might discover,

It's not all that it seems.

Bend that line,

Moreover to breaking point,

Testing boundaries, pushing hate,

Releasing forgotten sorrow,

Directed at any who might listen,

Squeezing anguish out of those,

Malleable enough to feel.

Tortured childhood,

Seeking solace in driving forward,

Denying genuine thought,

With sweeping assumptions,

Against righteous signs,

Disbelieving by choice.

Destiny awaits you,

Sitting quietly, like the hunter,

Calmly observing the prey,

Licking its lips,

Salivating for the kill.

You can't look away forever,

Face it you will,

Sooner rather than later,

Your fate will be heard.

Condemned by simple wrongs,

Turn and see your truth,

Retribution chases you.

Pressure is rising within,

The sickness now lives.

What Is Written, Will Be Done!

Woman

Woman

Tempt me with your fruits like that,

A taste, a lick, some more?

Well, if you're rich, you're good, you're grateful,

Or seeing as you're poor, poor, poor,

Of course I know what you can do,

I've seen you crave applause.

You use it well this drug you have,

With its power, you make your laws!

You offer warmth, that's heaven sent,

You bastardise the cause,

You know it's where my comfort lies,

The truth behind closed doors.

The biggest coup of all you do,

Play the weak, the dim, abused,

Abusers, worse, the lot of you,

This (wo) man's game for two.

Those of you yell "Physical",

Who know how to misuse,

The fear of all that's right and true,

Oh, and can be forensically, be proved!

Of course it can't be shown or said,

How words, mere looks, and rules,

One's limits, insecurities, guilt,

Are superior forms of tools.

You can break by bones with fists and kicks,

You make my body sore.

Efficient though at quick repair,

There is soon no mark at all.

But when you use your weapons,

You twist from deep within,

It turns the core, deflates my soul,

My world starts caving in.

But just in case, it's not enough,

You'll take from me my crutch,

No comfort, warmth, can come from you,

You cry "selfish", just too much.

To be sensitive, in touch with love,

Is what you say you need,

But when you find it, why must you,

Destroy, abuse, make bleed.

Who Cares

Who Cares?

We care for all the cries for help,

And care for the infirm,

We care for all the needy,

And we care for the abused.

But who cares for the carers,

When we are weak, in need?

Who cares for all the carers,

Who give until they bleed?

We care for all the children,

At home and far away,

We care for those who want to die,

And help them through their day.

But who cares for us poor carers,

When we are weak, in need?

Who cares for all the carers

Still giving whilst we bleed?

You want to know the answers?

Where d'you look when strength recedes?

Look behind you, all you carers,

It's your time to be fulfilled.

All the ones you've helped can thank you,

All the selfless acts repaid,

From the friends you've made along the path,

Time to let them pay you heed.

When you're low and feeling worthless,

Let us lift you from your well,

Your help, support has built this net,

We'll catch you as you fall.

So, who cares for all the carers?

The cared for, love you all.

Who cares for all the carers?

Look behind you, there's us all.