Shadows on my wall, a disfigurement of time,
saddened memories, breaking fragments of my mind,
just a child but it seems i was forsaken,
swallowing razor blades, with every breath taken,
my dream is this broken reality, i wake in sweat,
as the shaddows get closer, im in need to forget,
the pain and confussion, not knowing whats right,
all them times, a monster comming to me at night,
shadows on my wall, some one cut down that fucking tree,
cause all these shattered memories are really haunting me.
(c)JcMRyan
My life is like a picture,
Always viewed from afar,
No, not colourful, but black and white,
No, no colours, not for me.
The trees are green the sky is blue,
But I am black and white.
The children laugh as they play,
I cry inside as I sit alone.
They know I’m different,
Some should care not,
Some are afraid of what they know not,
But yes different iám
I sit alone,
In the shade of morbid hues,
No ...no colours for me.
(c)JcMRyan
To Jean, Gareth and baby CJ
A cherub like newborn, fresh and pure comes to breathe his first breath,
this should be a moment of happiness for life, but instead theres death,
A mother and father left to mourn, of their child that was born stillborn,
theres just confusion, A grim black cloud no linning, silver or cotton,
all of a sudden all the good times that they know are forgotton,
life alone has become their demon, a major battle, a war from within,
There is no path, no guide, stumble and fall in the dark, completely lost
reaching out, need answers,1 chance, change the past, what ever the cost,
as an angel finds his wings, and moves on to a better place,
where he is lovingly greeted, at the arch knowen as heavens gate,
for if he could talk to you, im sure he would say,
dont cry mummy we'll be together one day.
(c)JcMRyan
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