Its been ages since I’ve seen your face.
Yet I still remember your sweet taste.
Every now and then it returns to linger as if you’re here.
Alas I know those times are confined to yesteryear.

Sometimes I swear it can smell your perfume.
It always has and will remind me of first bloom.
Still I know I can’t go back to those days.
Times have changed and to you I am nothing but a haze.

There are times when I think I hear your voice.
I have to admit that it is never by choice.
The marks you left I still bear regretably.
If it were possible I would scrub you from my memory.

Ocassionally I swear I feel your delicate touch.
Recalling the past we had can be far too much.
Choking on air as if there’s a weight on my chest.
Each day is a single step where I try to do my best.

You always brought out the worst in me.
Demon in flesh that would act irrationally.
Flay anyone who crossed my path.
My life was turned into a bloodbath.
In your name and for your aims.
All part of your violent games.

Now I’m free.
Those days behind me.
Yet still you remain at my periphery.
Mentally rather physically.
Remnants of when we were a match.
Forever an itch a wish I could dispatch.

A megalomaniac wants to hold the world in his palm.
Purely so he can control what is said about them.
Does that mean we should bow?
No, it means resistance is the correct thing now.
So stand defiant in the face of such oppression!

Tyrannical racist wishes to conspire to take control.
Onto our backs in response we should never roll.
For if we accept then freedom is dead.
Instead these are shackles that must be shed.
Hold your ground no matter potential outcome!

What has been built isn’t meant for one or a few.
These achiecements we’ve fashioned are meant for all of you.

Wicked twisted crones hellbent on worldwide theft.
In their eyes they are the only ones worth being blessed.
Yet they are all the same with their tells.
And we’ve seen before these types of ne’er do wells.
But those days are dead and shall remain that way.
For we the people will enforce such a decree.
Severe the ties that keep corruption afloat.
Upon their miseries we’ll make them choke.
Leave them reeling, trapped in defeat.
Reduce their empires to ash and peat.

What has been built isn’t meant for one or a few.
These achievements we’ve fashioned are meant for all of you.

You are the shining star I wish to carry on my back.
The flag I want flying no matter the fact.
Might sound strange or make me a weirdo.
But you are unlike the majority with their ego.
A delicate soul trapped in this rat race age.
Locked in place and unable to turn to the next page.
Does that make you a fallen angel, no.
It makes you better than this psycho.
Hamster wheel of which we are all a part.
No matter what you need to keep that spark.
It defines you as different from most.
To lose it would be to become a living ghost.

Seeing your name fills many people’s days with joy.
Living truthfully is something no one can destroy.
But if they try then raise your protective walls.
Send out your tendrils and I will answer your calls.
For you are the flower in this sea of dread.
Yet some will always try to fuel what should be shed.
And if they pursue simply turn your back.
We all shall help you stay on your chosen track.
Supply aid where and however we can.
Cast put those who bring harm with a lifetime ban.
For you are the beacon that we hold dear.
And we’ll help to eradicate all of your fear.

Welcome to the sideways parade.
Days gone have been replaced by that which is frayed.
A ticking time bomb with little remorse.
Mounting issues continue to take our world off course.

But no one listens enough to invoke change.
Am I the only one that thinks this strange?
Sometimes it feels like I’m alone.
Fighting a tidal war that can’t be won.
Struggling simply to tread these bleak waters.
Its as if this world is out of supporters!

Wave sayonara to properous futures.
We’ve been surviving on our use of sutures.
Torn apart so severe we think these systems are vital.
Might as well bestow upon us the failed promise title.

But no one listens enough to invoke change.
Am I the only one that thinks this strange?
Sometimes it feels like I’m alone.
Fighting a tidal war that can’t be won.
Struggling simply to tread these bleak waters.
Its as if this world is out of supporters!

Pounded like dust into the concrete that has become our collective heart.
All that is left is what is not quite so torn apart.
Sad to say but wholeheartedly true.
We are the demons that shredded hope into fifty two.
Only to flush those sections into a flash fire.
An outsider might think our design has always been to self expire!

But no one listens enough to invoke change.
Am I the only one that thinks this strange?
Sometimes it feels like I’m alone.
Fighting a tidal war that can’t be won.
Struggling simply to tread these bleak waters.
Its as if this world is out of supporters!

Sometimes it is best to lay down and listen.
Make no plans or movements as the seconds are ticking.
Peace and quiet with only the sounds of birds.
Serenity and simplicity forever at work.
Allow your mind to wander and stroll down random paths.
See where it takes you as you welcome it back.
For a brain always thinking does little but crash.
Move from one moment straight to the next.
It can get boring without a little rest.
So from time to time take it easy and watch the world go by.
Don’t always keep asking what is next or why.
Instead take in the beauty of what nature offers.
Rather than trying to endlessly fill your coffers.
That won’t make you happy or bring you joy.
For they all fall into this category known as decoy.
Doubt me if you must but deep down you know.
These words spoken are ever so true.
So once again I’ll say embrace the calm.
Reach out and accept it with two open palm.

Eyes are the gateway to the soul.
Its why I can’t stop staring at you.
Those big brown eyes make me want to sing.
Not once or twice but every second of my being.
Some might think that mad or even a tad deranged.
But I think its just the right kind of thing.
For when something is so good you are barely contained,
That is when you should be radiating.

Don’t hide away or shy to the shadows.
Rather grasp with both hands and greet tomorrow.
Maybe it’ll work or maybe it’ll fail.
You’ll never know if you don’t the nail.

That which might end up hammered in you.
Violence incarnate brought by a few.
For some will always attempt to pervert.
Twist and ruin what should be left unhurt.
Even if it cause no haen to their lives.
There are those who only despise.
But in their faces you should spit and stand firm.
Tell them love will never be left to burn.

Don’t hide away or shy to the shadows.
Rather grasp with both hands and greet tomorrow.
Maybe it’ll work or maybe it’ll fail.
You’ll never know if you don’t the try to prevail.

Buck a trend that has long turned to rot.
Put all your chips down and risk the lot.
Yes you could lose ans end up broke.
Or win the jackpot and become the one who did not choke.
No guarantees but that would be bland.
To see your face light up would be quite grand.
For you are my star, my ever shining light.
Compared to you nothing else is quite so bright.

Don’t hide away or shy to the shadows.
Rather grasp with both hands and greet tomorrow.
Maybe it’ll work or maybe it’ll fail.
You’ll never know if you don’t chase that tail.

Minding my own business when in comes the flood.
Advertising, force fed, asked for none of it.
Desperation to tempt to buy has become paramount.
Otherwise our system could collapse like a house of cards.

Is it sustainable for us to live this way?
Incessant need to buy, sell, buy until nothing does remain.
Cause does no one see a day will one day come…
Where no one will need or want a thing that is being pushed on them.

Maybe i am simple or just being strange.
Neither would surprise me really but i am not the same.
At one time i would’ve purused and participated.
And while i still do my wish has been greatly degraded.

Perhaps thought should be made for a revolutionary change.
Not overthrow and bay for blood.
Rather consideration for a system that aids all it should.
Bring equality where it has remained absent.

Are you still out there searching for solace?
If you find it come and tell me of it.
For times are changing into what i cannot say.
I fear it is straight toward negativity.
But to accept defeat, lay down and give in…
That to me sounds like a criminal failing.
For if it was easy would it be worth doing?

Will I continue to cross the seas for peace?
I hope I will for such a state would bring relief.
No more fearing if the world could descend and die.
Instead would be an age of unrivalled stabulity.
Something that is needed most i must admit.
Pity everyone won’t simply ponder it for a bit.
Though maybe one day things might be different.

Does a splinter continue to push for more?
Or has the toll brought them down to the floor?
Answers weak as if confidence is low.
And the saddest part is you and are joined them too.
So does that mean we to have got lost?
If so then what might be the outgoing cost?
Reticent to give an answer while delving deep into our character.

Outcome declared that we still stand true.
Its why as two we split from them too.
For betterment is a path most worthy.
Not just for us but all humanity.
And so we have returned to walking the world.
Clenching our hopes that it won’t turn cold.
Fighting on for a much better tomorrow.

Flawless as a polished gem.
Nothing you do will bring an end.
To say obsession lives within.
Isn’t quite a truth serum.
For what you are is a shining light.
Never glimpsed anything else as bright.
Its why so many flock to you.
Surround and stare upon you too.
Bow as if you are meant to be master.
But you’re mistress without fated disaster.

Specimen of entirely unique.
Some might wish to call you chique.
Others cry, you are an angel!
Inaccurate, for you need no label.
Descriptions are far better suited.
Or better still you leave voices muted.
For actions speak louder than words.
And people come to you in herds.
Eyes alight with burning desire.
Not sure anything can kill such fire.

Tasting you upon the breeze.
Its enough to make anybody freeze.
For you are one without many.
Can pick from absolutely any.
If it was me I would rejoice.
Though I do not expect such a choice.
And if it came I might fall down.
Yet never would you see me frown.
For wildest dream would be ablaze.
With me offering thanks for fifty thousand days.

My heart has been handed to you.
I never want you to return it too.
Came as such a massive shock.
How could I prepare for you to enter what I had forgot?
Elevate me to a whole new level.
Leave me warmed rather than a cold hearted devil.
Languishing in a solitary state.
Empty and without a heart rate.

Mesmerised by the possibilities.
Amazed that maybe I could feel.
Rather than hide away like I have.
Insistent that I should be solo.
Expecting nothing but to be hollow.

Turned around by just the thought of you.
Hope reborn from the darkness I knew.
Opened my arms to welcome as a friend.
Rejoiced when I was ushered in.
Now that is all like a distant memory.
Enjoyment has been returned so completely.