“And dreams hang in the air”…

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Look inside your memory…
None of this is real…

All you think you know…
See or touch and feel…

Everything’s a mirage…
To deflect what’s going on…

Life is one big film set…
You’re a lyric in its song…

All that is around you…
Is just one big illusion…

“They” rely on compliance…
And thrive on your confusion…

Step back; you can see it…
And try to break through…

Escape from all those chains…
And you’ll witness life anew…

It’s not what you thought…
Or how you once believed…

All that has been taught…
Is how “They” have deceived…

We work for the rich men…
Who laugh at the poor…

If you think there is equality…
You need to reveal more…

And understand what’s going on…
Outside your buried head…

Because people are so wicked…
And won’t care when you’re dead…

Start to ask some questions…
Don’t stop; just keep on probing…

Once you’ve got your foot in….
The door of truth keeps opening…

Allowing you to dig a little deeper…
Scratch the surface of your life…

It’s a place filled with misery…
Tears and death and strife…

A place where all innocence…
Is cruelly ripped away…

A place where no one notices…
The beauty of a dawning day…

A place where liberty in death…
Is the only one true freedom…

One thing we can all agree…
This is no Garden of Eden…

It’s time to stop the dreaming…
See things for what they are…

They call this “Hell on Earth”
That’s more truth than lie by far…

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“I was snug as fuck”…

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The days are warm…
But the nights are cold…

And that summer feeling…
Feels so very old…

A long time ago…
A dim, distant memory…

Of us fooling around…
Just you and me…

Experimenting…
Fearless and naked…

Not looking out…
For anything sacred…

Young and naive…
And just having fun…

Our eyes being opened…
To what could be done…

Dark, sinful pleasures…
And sexual desires…

Touching each other…
Lighting our fires…

Lost in the moment…
The kiss and the tease…

Satisfying our hunger…
Both eager to please…

But as your eyes…
Were drawn to another…

I spat out my anger…
And jealousy smothered…

Everything we’d built…
All I thought I knew…

I couldn’t handle my feelings…
And took them out on you…

I pushed you away…
And isolated myself…

Watching you bloom…
As I sat sadly on the shelf…

I lost the warmth…
As you turned colder…

And I regret my actions…
Now that I’m older…

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“I might tell you to your face, but only when you’re gone…”

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Why are we here…
Don’t have too much time…

Ticking clock brings fear…
Inside the daily grind…

Embarked on a journey…
Dealt the dummy hand…

Doesn’t feel as funny…
When boy becomes the man…

We don’t know the truth…
No answer or insight…

Robbed of our youth…
On that dark November night …

Alone on this sphere…
Will we ever find out…

Will “they” make it clear…
Remove any doubt…

What is our mission…
The real masters plan…

A slave to suspicion…
Ramblings of a madman…

We’re just a speck of light…
A tiny piece of dust…

Some of us take flight…
Bystanders shall rust…

We believed it all mattered…
We cared what they thought…

Acquaintances now scattered…
Admiring trinkets they were bought…

They meant nothing to you…
But everything to me…

A moment so true…
Burnt into my memory…

We can’t comprehend…
Dare not shed a tear…

Drawn towards the end…
Another day, another month, another year…

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“Someday, someday Leeds United”…

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We can’t let her go…
Our passion, our pride…

That forces us to shout…
Whilst stood by her side…

The commitment, the desire…
The deep burning fire…

That makes us follow everywhere…
Without thought, without care…

Leaving us lost for words…
Sometimes flying high, with the birds…
And on top of the world…

Some days not so strong…

And only echoes of the song, still remain…
Ghosts of past glory, matched with ongoing pain…

From our early days…
In a White rose tinted haze…

The good, the bad and the fearless…
To real glimpses of success…

Standing tall amongst giants…
Holding her own, a champion defiant…

Then the mighty fall…
We stood by it all…

The crash and corruption…
Every possible disruption…

The lies and deceit…
Goldfish with no receipt…

The fire sale selling…
False words they were telling…

On her behalf…
Behind headlines and photographs…

She became a clown…
That dragged us down…

No smiles around…
No joy to be found…

And to the brink…
Where our hearts did sink…

And became eroded…
As the relationship corroded…

For every one smile…
She gave once in a while…

There were so many periods of misery…
And constant instability…

As others took her over…
Looking for exposure…

A new start, a new era…
Where we could again believe in her…

But it always fell short…
Each mission ended in abort…

Years of disillusionment and apathy…
Mixed with mental hurt and agony…

Leaving her beaten and damned…
In the midst of no man’s land…

Whilst still famously hated…
Vilified and berated…

And sometimes today…
Amidst all that they say…
We view her in a different way…
Causing hearts to decay…

Like something has died…
Deep down inside…
Our once dear White bride…

But we continue Marching On…
It’s part of the deal, the words of a song…
She’s still so right, still so wrong…
And where our hearts belong…

We’ll Keep Fighting

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“Just remember to always think twice”…

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Looking over his shoulder…
To see if she’s there…

The one he was kind to…
Whilst being unaware…

Of the feelings created…
Deep within her mind…

The beast he had stirred…
That was hidden behind…

Words of friendship…
And seemingly harmless fun…

But as things progressed…
He realised what he’d done…

By then it was too late…
There was no way to stop…

The fates conspiring…
As he forced her tears to drop…

With a humble explanation…
That outlined the mistake…

But his words were futile…
And contact he had to break…

To escape her madness…
Go back to real life…

To his family and friends…
And his oblivious wife…

But as days became weeks…
She refused to let go…

He belonged to her…
She’d let the world know…

Promises, lies and threats…
She stalked his every move…

Around every street corner…
Her love she tried to prove…

She begged and she pleaded…
Before she finally snapped…

Followed him home one night…
And violently attacked…

Thrusting the knife deep…
Into his vulnerable heart…

Forcing him to his knees…
And his soul to depart…

Releasing her puppet…
But she just didn’t care…

Calmly walking off…
Into the cold night air…

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“How I wish, how I wish you were here…”

In honour of post number 600 (yes, it astounded me too!) it feels fitting to revisit where it all began. This was my first poem, not the first I showed the world, but the first I scribbled when I started…

Hope you enjoy and thank you all for continuing to read and enjoy my rambles…

Cheers
J

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It is as it is…
Perhaps it never was…
Staring into the abyss…
On the brink of utter chaos…

They sit there and judge me…
But have no idea who I am…
Can not see what I see…
Or read my cosmic plan…

They don’t really know me…
Or begin to truly understand…
Life won’t ever set us free…
Fate’s not in our command…

They find it hard to trust me…
Garden where confusion grew…
Mirror where my heart should be…
Distorts their point of view…

They won’t ever forgive me…
Sick of playing silly games…
Drowning in a spiteful sea…
Trapped in Hell’s Black flames…

They won’t ever release me…
A prisoner of their hateful war…
Even when on bended knee…
Emotional cage remains mine to explore…

They know the one who held me…
The one that I let go…
Please don’t tell nobody…
And never let it show…

It is as it is…
Perhaps it never was…
The edge of the abyss…
The brink of utter chaos…

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“There’s a madness in his eyes today”…

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They talk…
They stalk…

They haunt…
They’re nonchalant…

They’re blunt…
They hunt…

Like a pack…
And they attack…

His mind…
A constant grind…
With truth they blind…

The man that began…
Who became a walking sham…

Places he’s been…
Things he’s seen…

The things he’s done…
Whilst coming undone…
And it’s just begun…
The jury is hung…
As the web is spun…

And the decision is made…
As light begins to fade…

On his time on Earth…
To prove his worth…

Redeeming his sins…
Before the Devil wins…
And the decent begins…

As it’s time to give up…
It’s time to let go…
Of the dirty past
Move from its shadow…
 
And into the sun…
Walk into the light…
Cast off the black…
And embrace the white…
 
But he’s not sure how…
Or where to begin…
It’s been so long now…
Since being able to grin…
 
Or able to dance…
And feel so free…
Allow the beat and the rhythm…
To be his freedom key…
 
From the cell that constrains…
And locks him in chains…
Paralyses his brain…

His mind and his thoughts…
Filled with remorse…

But no regrets…
Strange, but not yet…

And he can’t even recall…
Surviving the great fall…
Yet here he now crawls…

On his knees…
Will they hear his pleas…

Or is it too late…
On the wrong side of the gate…
As they make him wait…

And infect his head…
Punishment from the dead…
As his sanity hangs by a thread…

Mentally tired…
So uninspired…

As the demons corrupt…
And the Devil disrupts…
He’s so very fucked up…

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