Guess, guess, that is what you do, you guess, you judge people far too soon you jump to conclusions you do, the heartbroken you, yes, you do not give anyone a chance, you, the jaded you, yes, your heart it does that downtrodden dance, oh, you, the vulnerable you, how I do care for you,…
Read more →Ground to a halt far from where I wish I could be, ground to a halt and stuck upon choices upon choices, and deliberating because I cannot decide, I cannot decide what or who to be, and I have so many choices in modern society, that I am spoiled rotten, and with this many choices…
Read more →Grim faced and ashen, never more begotten by your negative experiences, that through chance have slighted you and jaded you, and come to rest so heavily in your mind, and in your heart, and unfortunately, it is sad but true that you, you will not soften, and you will not get out of the rut…
Read more →Feelings of grief, feelings of sorrow, emptiness inside, empty and hollow, and no joy around to beg, steal or borrow, and only darkness to give, the darkness in which you live, and that you cannot get rid of, and that eats away at you and that clouds your heart, and that makes you wish, not…
Read more →Greyest of greys, grey, grey, grey, oh, woe is me today, oh, woe is me, for this weather is foul, and it robs me of my humour so easily, and how I wish for the sun, and for the grey and the clouds to go away, because I really cannot stand this all day, grey,…
Read more →Grey clouds, grey skies, grey clouds, mixed with the most beautiful blues, dark and light, colourful hues, fluffy clouds, fluffy clouds on the loose, free to go where they please, free to go where they choose, free, and passing so gently across the sky, and passing across my sunglasses, and passing across my eyes, yes,…
Read more →Greed, resources, and the failure to listen, and the failure to understand, because war is ambivalent, and it has such contempt of man, and such is war, because in how many brutal ways, does it throw humanity to the floor, and people scream and scream and beg for peace, but are slaughtered mercilessly, and endlessly,…
Read more →Greatness, goodness, light and dark, compassion, tenderness, and broken hearts, a brighter tomorrow? A brighter tomorrow at the dawn, to the sound of the lark, to the sound of all the birds that nourish the heart, in the sunlight by the river, reflecting on why you left my world and tore it apart, why, why,…
Read more →Self-pitying. Greatly underappreciated, greatly overwhelmed, greatly needing, greatly wanting to be absolved, absolved for your part in the number of broken hearts, that you have left in a trail behind you, and the countless bodies of people, that you have torn verbally apart, and yet, you want pity now that you are alone, you want…
Read more →Great sheets of rain, the sound of raindrops, the hushed quiet of the evening, the raindrops falling, falling rapidly out of the sky, as you sit and write a letter to a friend, thousands of miles away, great sheets of rain, and on the other side of the world the sun, the sun, so far…
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