first time in ages my poetry has no tune
written by a crazy loon
trying to rhyme may not make sence
its not easy in my defence
but sometimes words come out their best
when each one has to pass a test
will they pass or will they fail
as i write a strange small tale




sorry if i let you down,
walking in this empty town,
trying to find my way to you,
running out of things to do,

waiting for the call that wont come,
the words that make things come undone,
the silence seems so terrible,
the bitter cold unbarable

silence broken by a scream
harsh wakeup from a dream
into a shattered reality
surrounded by lies you cant see

half dark half light
half wrong half right
both confused
unamused
never balanced, never the same
each driving the other insane
stand together or fall apart
following a broken heart


leave now creature of light
i need not your ideas of right
you belong out there so shine
leave the dark for me to define
i need not your deception
pointing out a direction
telling me which way to go
pointing out what i dont know


this has no dedication
maybe no admiration
running out of time
battery dieing fine