Tuesday, 15 January 2019

Can't Escape


Can't escape the bad dreams
they encircle me, closing in, gurgled screams
can't evade their reach over me, choking, I'm broken
frozen, lost, at last my eyes open

Can't escape, they wake with me, stay within
stinging visions of hate pierce the skin
I hear their growling, howling, monstrous sounds
surrounded I surrender, heart beats like a drum, the terror pounds

Can't escape, it grates this pain, it aches in the brain
it drains, makes you feel insane, the creeping tension reigns
not just in sleep, in daytime, the nightmares remain, they blare
screech out my name, bleach my emotions down, only emotion left, fear

Can't escape, the nightmares persist, hear footsteps through the mist
they follow in their quest, to not let me rest
even when the sun is beating down I hear them chuckle in the distance
 ready at any instance, can't question the persistence

Can't escape the constant roar, sounds louder than before, always wants more
feed it all I have, all I am, takes another sip of all the blood I pour
cold hands on my back, around my neck, touching my face
nails sticking in, scratching down to my bones, until I'm barely just a trace

Thanks for reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Monday, 14 January 2019

The joys of dog ownership (the epic battle of wits between man & dog)


Fast asleep, adrift in dreams so sweet
the most relaxed I've been in many a week
then a sudden pain in my chest
a stabbing piercing weight,
takes my breath

Stood on high,
like a climber atop a mountain peak
she stands staring deep into my eyes,
into my soul, 
if dogs could speak
How dare I get so comfortable in my own bed
as I am forced to sleep - head against the wall instead

I dare to roll over,
a growl,
my leg cramped against the wall
something wet against my back,
her favourite ball
the look of anger in her eyes,
the battle is on
how dare I wake her, she sighs,
the score is 1 - 1

I start to slip, sleep starts to take grip, 
about to doze
the duvet has deserted me, 
I'm froze
a sudden draught, its getting cold, 
my bones chill
snoring away in bliss, 
my little dog sleeps so still

Banished from the room, I may be
but never would I trade her, you see
she has heard my every secret, 
my cries at night
she is there when I'm in pain,
to give cuddles against fright

She keeps me warm when the night is cold
her snoring is relaxing helps the sleep take hold
she helps me to drift away
that is until she hears a noise, and goes barking merrily

Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle,

Little white lies


I don't tell lies,
except that shy, fine, little, white lie.
The one where I say I'm fine, I'm okay,
yet with an invisible tear I cry.
The one I tell when the stresses and strife all get so much that I hurt inside,
yet outwardly I smile wide. A defiant stance or false pride?

You see, men aren't supposed to cry,
to show a weak side, a depressed mind, a sigh.
We are not meant to feel the pain,
just get on acting tough, throughout the rain.
We have to smile, show we don't feel,
well we do and it takes time to heal.

Emotionally should I stand tall and proud like I'm told to
when all I want is to fall and break, whats a man to do?
Those years of hiding the pain behind a bottle
of self harm when I was at rock bottom
when I sunk lower and started digging
all the while that little white lie kept singing, couldn't admit I was slipping

I still tell that lie, from time to time,
but more often than not ill ask for a hand to guide.
I still cry some nights, now I write it down,
turn it into something to learn from instead of starting to drown.
Many people are not as fortunate as me, they don't get the help they need,
and for each and every one of those my heart truly bleeds


Thanks for reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
If you ever feel the world is getting too much, ask for help, dont bottle it up, dont hide.

In reflections


In reflection we see deep, below and within
past the mirror to the parts that lay under skin
the sides that don't see the light
the parts that appear at night

Waters surface reflects a face
a stones throw will send ripples and displace
the image an illusion, the person hidden from view
the soul inside tries to break through

Looking through glass, eyes stare back, what do they envision?
they haven't seen the sights, the lights, they are just a vision
not the person who lives, breathes, loves and dreams
the soul that thinks hard and deep, who sometimes inwardly screams

Your eyes only see a reflection, not the being unique, underneath
they never get to delve into the mind, into the passions beneath
observe words, actions they show a truer reflection
than any mirror could ever show in projection


Thanks for reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Sunday, 13 January 2019

After the bombs stop falling


This is London Calling
sirens blare a three minute warning
soon the bombs will start falling
those left will be mourning the morning

A mushroom skyline, cries shout out
the sun has gone dark, the clouds don't part
the fallout dropping, people flail about
this is the end, well at least the start

A cloud with no silver lining
a deathly silence falls
no bright sun shining
no sweet bird calls

Civilisation collapse, some humans will survive
survival of the fittest, greediest, the devious
but in the darkest places we thrive
like cockroaches we scutter, a painting so hideous

After the bombs stop falling
its Dog eat dog, Cat eat cat
we find our true calling
Human eat human, Can I get some ketchup with that?

The thing that makes this worse
was all funded from the public purse
so instead of saving lives
our taxes hastened our demise


Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Saturday, 12 January 2019

Alien


An alien to this swarming room
feels like a deathly tomb
try to fit, to click into the groove
but in here, can barely move

A misfit, I missed a bit
the part where I cant sit
in these crowded places
with all the judging faces

Took a wrong turning on the way to mars
landed in a life far from the stars
try to talk, but its like I'm speaking in tongues
fear sucks the air from my lungs

Want to be away, another planet, a different day
far from this world of hurt, stress and decay
but stuck in this crowd, head bowed
daydreams of a land past the stars, brain starts to cloud

But where can I go from here
have no spaceship near
no way out, no escape plan
so I take to the floor and dance like a human
 

Thanks for reading,
Peace & Love
Kyle.

Daydream girl


Hey, fantasy girl with your head in the clouds
you live so free, floating through the crowds
never let the darkness get close
you dance under a neon sky, a world without shadows

Hey, daydream girl, you don't see the dirt and grime
you close your mind from all the hurt and slime
never let it touch your skin
you just flow through life, you smile within

Hey, rainbow girl, living in your dream world
you paint everything you see with colours swirled
never a shade of grey in sight
just a life lived under excited fluorescent floodlights

Hey, dream girl, flying through imaginary lands
with yellow seas, purple skies and bright pink sands
where music plays, rain stays away and days are long
and under the sunlight you sing your favourite song


Thanks for reading,
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

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