Hero

Could really use a hero, but no one knows I'm crying
I cant express in words this feeling, an internal sighing
like I'm under water, but no one knows I'm drowning

I'd like to scream but my lungs would fill; I'm floundering

Could someone take my hand, its heavy by my side

could you walk with me, with pride even with all the tears cried

would you be able to look me in the eye?

and say it will all be fine, even if its a lie?

Could someone take this lead weight from my chest

I want to breath, I want to live, but don't want the hurt to nest

my eyes are so heavy they just want to close, want to sleep unopposed

without all my bad thoughts exposed

Could really use a hero, but no one knows I'm here

am I to lay in wait, just dwelling on my fear

could use a hand, but my cries come out silent

like I'm on some distant world, or a long forgotten island

Thanks For Reading

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

 

Let Us Remember

Let us remember, lives cut down in their primes
the crimes against humanity, the shame of our times
lets not forget, the blood that wept
like a sea of poppies where the dead slept

let us cry for those whom time wasn't to be an ally
the poor young souls, who never got a chance to fly
their days were numbered, with digits so low
the seconds flew by as those cannons did blow

Millions slaughtered in the names of politicians, dictators and kings
and still to this day the war drum sings
who gave these people the power, to watch from their towers
as the blood grows sour and young men march to their final hours

Lets call for change, no more bombs should rain
no more rounds of machine gun fire should stain
the ground in red, the blood should be spared
its about time the people of this world showed they cared.

We could have a world where our leaders think before acting
where they look for a positive outcome
not a bullet strewn smoky skyline, bomb cratered wasteland
with rivers of red over the fields and sands

Or we could let the leaders fight, put them on the front line
war would be outlawed in double time
Id love to see Trump and Boris sent over the top
into no mans land, how quickly wars would stop
 

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Clouds

Under the darkest clouds, black charcoal nights

brightened only by the lightning strikes

a storm building all around

startled by the thunderous sound

I crash, head dazzled by the flash

the lights that show demons in my path

I cant walk in this downpour of pain

or swim through these rivers again

Through the hurricane of bad dreams, need to see some hope

across these fields of concrete I seek a way to cope

the gutter water rises, as my eyes flood

the tears cried, for life lost and spilt blood

Thanks For Reading

Peace & Love

Kyle.

 

Torn at the seams

If I was to give my heart, I'd have to fix a few parts
stick some glue inbetween the cracks, staple the halves along the scars
sellotape the segmented fragments together
hope that they don't fall apart in bad weather

If I was to give you my soul, I'd have to repair a few little holes
from the days when I was bitter and angry, I let the hate swallow me whole
where I let the stormy waters get in, they wore down the fixtures and fittings within
need to cement a new shell, I'd have to plaster over the old broken skin

If I was to give myself, I would have to replace a few lost memory shelves
places where my mind losses track, remnants of my shattered failed health
I would have to pave a new path, the old one is full of potholes and cracks
that I stumble on, like the words I try to find when I want to speak back

If I was to give my love, I would have to paper over the self doubts
the ones I see in the mirror peering out
I'd have to mend the parts that see only hurt, the fear that builds in the bricks and the beams

I would have to build a new me, one that isn't as torn at the seams

Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Social

Who needs Eastenders?
with all the drama that facebook sends us
awash with stories of sex drugs and fights
airing dirty laundry for a thumbs up and a like

Don't give me Emmerdale
my social media feed is the true holy grail
its a gossip filled war zone, a battlefield playground
where lives are on display for all around

Why watch Coronation Street, its becoming obsolete
when people plead for your attention on this virtual high street
with click bait they set their traps and wait
knowing someone will click through and seal their fate

who needs Neighbours, they could be Home or Away
you'll never see them whilst your only feet away, lapping up the lives that people portray
staring at your PC hypnosis machine, or your phones glaring screen
where drama queens feed on being seen, their lives spent venting their spleen

The stories on the screen the soap opera lives
just checked into hospital, please give me your eyes
give me a like, an emoji to prize
there is nothing to see, was just passing by, but thanks for the concern it gives me my high

Relationship status complicated, that will get the clicks
oh what happened love, he was never gonna stick
on off on again, the cycle spins in full view
how can anyone live a normal life under so much constant review

Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.

Hug

Some days you just need a hug

a warm embrace, like cocoa from a large mug

a hot chocolate drink on a cold day

a hug is like an amazing getaway

Makes the world feel less distant

when the screaming inside is insistent

its like a warming blanket when outside its cold

so leap into the arms of the one that will hold

Sometimes you just need a cuddle

to feel like you've won first prize in life's great puzzle

its like bathing in a sun drenched river

embrace the warmth no need to shiver

A hug is a gift, a treat so sweet it takes your heart and gives it feet

to sway, to swing, to dance and sing, lets it play its beat

a cuddle is a warm room in a cold expanse

a fireplace burning logs when the flames dance

when the icy chill stings on a cold winters day

a cuddle is the warming water that soothes it away

Thanks For Reading. 

Peace & Love.

Kyle.

Halloween 2019

Ghosts goblins, mummies and ghouls
don't scare me as much as those Tory fools
werewolves, and zombies, things that go bump in the night
the government monsters really bring a fright

Trying to lead us to ruin through Brexit and fear
shakes me more than the vampires that leer
terrifies me more than spectres that leap
Boris and his pals make my blood creep

Shadowy creatures and demonic visions
don't bring the shivers like those making decisions
trying to sell off our NHS care
that is something that truly scares

Witches and banshees, evil spirits that stalk
don't make me scream when I hear them talk
not like those who put barriers in place
of homeless people trying to get a nights rest
or those who put bankers before people who need food
whilst they place their funds in some island tomb
those who take from the poor to feed the rich
those creepy crawly creatures really make me itch
 

Thanks for reading,

Happy Halloween.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.