Cherry

Her lips spoke of hell.

Cherry red.

They led me to believe everything you said was true.

Lipstick stained lies.

She knew she could have it all her own way.

With one single kiss.

The seductive scent of murder,

She spoke with I Love You's

She spoke with poison.

Her finely filed nails ran down my neck.

Just one touch,

It was death.

The aroma of seduction,

Lingered on my lips.

She sucked the life out of me.

With just one single kiss.

Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town

I seem to recognize your face
Haunting, familiar yet, I can't seem to place it
Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name
Lifetimes are catching up with me
All these changes taking place, I wish I'd seen the place
But no one's ever taken me
Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...

I swear I recognize your breath
Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising
me, you wouldnt recall, for I'm not my former
It's hard when you're stuck upon the shelf
I changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate
Perhaps that's what no one wants to see
I just want to scream...hello...
My god its been so long, never dreamed you'd return
But now here you are, and here I am
Hearts and thoughts they fade...away...

Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...

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Words.

Music has the power to change hearts.

Hearts can change minds.

Minds can change the world.

I thoroughly admire this bloke.

The juggernaut,

The superhero.

He comes, gracious as gracious can be.

Gifted, talented.

All eyes lie on him.

Every single move,

Every play.

Scrutinised.

Applauded.

He stands up,

Rises above everyone.

Every battle he fights,

He is a warrior.

A playmaker,

A winner.

Poets Block....

A black and white vision of a defeated heart.

I stand lifeless, absent of emotion.

This pen and paper, my one release.

This pen and paper, the real me.

Countless days spent contemplating who I am.

Every vivid account,

Every single moment;

A reflection of someone who was never me.

I spent so much time hiding,

That I’m still waiting to be found.

I poured myself into the darkness,

Leaving a shade of my former self.

A faceless figure,

A shadow cast,

Monochrome in a colour world.

They say every second wasted,

Is another second lost. But;

Every second I spent with you,

Was another piece of myself I found.

Written by Adam Rowe and Stephen Gallagher, for the film 'Poets Block'.

I fall, I fall, I fall down.

I listen to the waves as they fight against the moon's grasp,

Oceans diving, oceans stuggling.

Like cars crashing,

Like thunder, Like a lion.

The ferocious roar of the water

Sends shivers down my spine.

The almighty sea,

Come and take me away.

Arms raised, I beg of you.

In the water I am much more beautiful.

Drag me deep, keep me safe.

Your words are too little, too late.

I'm afraid that you've already lost me.

The beach, now all alone.

It's bystander, now taken away.

The sun sets, a day for tragedy

A day for loss.

But I'm in a much better place now,

How safe it is to feel safe.

Into the sea.

Into the sea.

I was left pondering.....

Why the hairnet?

"Oh, the hair thieves!"

You're A Woman, I'm A Machine....

Take what you want

My head is full

Take what you need

My price is good

You want it all

I've seen it once

I've seen it all

Now that its over this weight is off my shoulder

Now that its over I love you more and more

I know that you

Would take my hand

If I were to

Give you the chance

You want it all

Just like you should

Our thoughts are pure

Our thoughts are good

Be what you want

You'll have it all

I've seen it once

I've seen it all

Sometimes you just got to open up.

The way you pulsate through my body

Everything about you gets my attention,

The way you slow down, or the way you speed up.

Every difference of you, I admire.

The way you captivate my soul,

Words can't even express the way I feel.

I want you with me forever,

All the soft ways you touch my soul,

No matter where I am,

I will always hear you in my head,

Or hear you aloud, amongst everyone.

I don't feel so alone anymore,

I never will,

If you stay with me, If you stay with me.

I'll never be ready to say goodbye.

You've truly touched me,

You've changed me,

I love you, music.

Running hillside, and losing miserably.

I never look back,

It smells like disaster.

If we are keeping score, the game is all yours.

I feel your eyes burning me,

Concentration peirces my skin.

Every tree I hide behind,

You can smell my fear.

Miles don't mean anything when you're on my case.

The pouring sweat is mixed with tears.

Running, running, running.

From what exactly?

You're always on my trail.

All I want is to be home,

I'm exhausted, on my haunches.

My slurred speech,

Mixed with absence of strength.

I'm yours for the taking.

Running, running, running.

Collapsed to my knees, finished.

Twigs break under your staunch steps,

Breathing heavily, yet you seem so satisfied.

A final goodbye you give me.

I am no longer

Running, running, running.

The travellers guide to heartache.

Winding roads,

Waves of the ocean;

Is what seperates me from you.

My heart beats to see you again.

Countries apart and you're not off my mind.

Your smile that melts me, lingers forever in my thoughs.

And it's like your right next to me,

It's like your holding my hand right now.

But before I get a chance to see you,

You've vanished; and the warm sensation on my hand

Is now nothing but fresh air.

Every love song that plays on the radio

Reminds me of the days back home, where

We danced, and held each other in a loving embrace.

The look you used to give me, when I made a silly remark.

The way you held me, as if tomorrow was safely in your hands.

The way the moon glistens in your eye every full moon.

This is what I live for.

Words can't even comprehend the way you make me feel.

Maniac

The sky, cracked with blood it stared piercingly with grey eyes,

The sky, ominous all the way to the horizon, knows all my secrets.

That fateful day still scars in my mind,

And I am remembered by that, every time

I see my wrists.

And your words,

Your words, they surely kill.

There was no where to run, as the flood started to swell.

A film reel of memories flickers in sepia through my mind.

A mental patient sits in a chair, twitching uncertainly.

A smirk that breaks glass, so evil. It tattoos in my mind forever.

The shackles that once were holding this character down,

Break. Something is not right.

Sepia turns to colour, and it begins to feel all too real, again.

Maniacally he starts to laugh, it sends shivers down my spine.

A pointed finger, in my direction.

As I do nothing, but swallow my fear.

What happened next, is a smudge of reality.

I tell myself not to remember it,

It defined my character, it defined my life.

No matter where I tried to run,

You're face still danced with my mind.

Your silhouette sat on my heart.

I broke down in tears, this was a nightmare.

The scissors you held in your hand,

It reflected fear from my eyes.

Your incoherent whispers,

Echoed through my judgement as I stared deep within your heartless figure.

Before I knew it you had stabbed me,

The blood filtered out of me, I stared to fall.

Maniacally you laughed.

Maniacally you stole my last remains as a person.

I wake up, strapped into a jacket

Strapped into a chair.

A room of mirrors, they all point to the truth;

There wasn't anyone else in the room.

My nerves will be the death of me.

And as a laugh, it echoes down the hall.

The shackles that restrict me can't break.

The white room reflects me with secrets.

That there was no one else at all.