She was an American girl with sunshine hair
He was a London boy with a destructive soul
They were inseparable right from the start
But soon love's consuming kiss took it's toll
She cut herself on his razor-blade lips
and he drunk in her venom like fine wine
They flew to the moon in their minds
Lost in that bed, whilst their stars align
His passion for her turned toxic and deadly
He tore right through her fragile heart
Truth was found in the eyes of friends
They foresaw the turmoil from the start
He took the poison, his one true lover
Promised worlds he could only dream of
It filled the gaps she left, the spaces between
This destructive pointless thing called love
Wednesday, 28 October 2015
Saturday, 24 October 2015
Swan Song
Take me to the bridge
Where I will flirt with the edge
There lies my swan song
Where I will flirt with the edge
There lies my swan song
Friday, 23 October 2015
Fade Away
The music doesn't excite me anymore
I've been stretched too thin for so fucking long
The sights and sounds have become such a chore
I can't fake the feeling for one more song
I need to be numb to face this cold earth
I fall in love with everyone I meet
There's so much good in people so much worth
I feel too much, I've admitted defeat
My wife is a goddess who's filled with love
My daughter reminds me of who I was
Far too trusting, my flightless little dove
Scared I'll rip them with my destructive claws
I have turned lackluster and erratic
I won't fade away, I'll become static
I've been stretched too thin for so fucking long
The sights and sounds have become such a chore
I can't fake the feeling for one more song
I need to be numb to face this cold earth
I fall in love with everyone I meet
There's so much good in people so much worth
I feel too much, I've admitted defeat
My wife is a goddess who's filled with love
My daughter reminds me of who I was
Far too trusting, my flightless little dove
Scared I'll rip them with my destructive claws
I have turned lackluster and erratic
I won't fade away, I'll become static
Labels:
creative writing,
kurt cobain,
nirvana,
poem,
poetry,
punk,
sonnet,
suicide,
writing
Thursday, 22 October 2015
Twisted Love Affair
We fell in love in a drug infused haze
The track marks on our arms our only
destination
We would lie in that bed lost for days
Entranced by your penetrating gaze
Our love was like an unending sedation
We fell in love in a drug infused haze
My friends they told me you were a phase
But with you I finally found salvation
We would lie in that bed lost for days
As I close my eyes, my love for you it
stays
You were my heroin and I gave into
temptation
We fell in love in a drug infused haze
Without you there is no life, my body
decays
I’ll press the needle into my arm, my final
aspiration
We would lie in that bed lost for days
Constant visions of you my mind replays
Picturing your body burning, the cremation
We fell in love in a drug infused haze
We would lie in that bed lost for days
Labels:
drugs,
love,
nancy spungen,
poem,
poetry,
punk,
romance,
sex pistols,
sid and nancy,
sid vicious,
villanelle
Friday, 16 October 2015
Death In Sammara (Co-written by The Darlings)
Penetrating eyes
Will follow you in shadow
Ride away young man.
Will follow you in shadow
Ride away young man.
Thursday, 15 October 2015
Winter
The trees lose their skin
Their bones crunch under my foot
The winter has come
The winter has come
Follow Me Out Of The Dark
Take my hand I’ll lead you out of the dark
And follow me through the shades of my soul
Take my hand and then we will disembark
Follow me, I'll rebuild you, make you whole
Take my heart and I will show you my love
Tell me your secrets and I’ll tell you mine
I love you more than the heavens above
You are my heart, I am forever thine
I find you in the darkest of places
I can see you where the light does not reach
You’re in part of me, all of the spaces
For you to follow me, I do beseech
Follow me out of the dark, my always
I am ever immortal in your gaze
Sunday, 11 October 2015
Poetry In Motion
You are the iron in my veins
You are the smell of the rain
You are poetry in motion, my dear
and I have never been so clear
You are the spaces in between
You are the one thing I need
You are poetry in motion, my love
and you are all I can think of
You are the smell of the rain
You are poetry in motion, my dear
and I have never been so clear
You are the spaces in between
You are the one thing I need
You are poetry in motion, my love
and you are all I can think of
Friday, 9 October 2015
Nightmares
Now and then I get a strange feeling
Images creep around the corner of my ceiling
Gnawing at the corners of my mind
Horrifying sights are what you'll find
Tonight I return to my paralysed state
Monster and ghouls, they lie in wait
A clawed hand grasps my neck
Right above the jugular, I check
Every night is always the same
Solemnly stuck in this endless game
Images creep around the corner of my ceiling
Gnawing at the corners of my mind
Horrifying sights are what you'll find
Tonight I return to my paralysed state
Monster and ghouls, they lie in wait
A clawed hand grasps my neck
Right above the jugular, I check
Every night is always the same
Solemnly stuck in this endless game
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