Patrick 2 Report post Posted September 29 Been talking with a dear friend tonight. The following poems flowed out. There is some language below, you've been warned. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patrick 2 Report post Posted September 29 Life... Sometimes you are a passenger Looking through a window, Trying to make sense of the world outside Life... Just a bloody passenger Someone else in the driver's seat Charting a course you just follow Life... Fuck being a passenger Don't you want to drive from time to time? Life... So now you're driving. Oh, I pity you... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patrick 2 Report post Posted September 29 Hello dear old friend. Just you and me tonight. Seems to be an ongoing trend. Together, we pass the night. Nothing around the bend. Is this our plight? Nothing to really mend. Should that give me a fright? Are you even a friend? Not quite... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patrick 2 Report post Posted September 29 Tomorrow is a long way away... Three, four maybe even five... How many do you need? How many to pass the... night? Come the morrow, Count the cost? Survival? Lies? And then again. Three, four...five Or even six? The daily toll, Tick tock... Tick Tock... Lies... Lies, LIES! Comfortable...bloody...fucking...LIES! Yes... Yes... Just one more? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patrick 2 Report post Posted September 29 There is a hunger You want it No....no... You need...IT Some call it addic- Shhh! That's a nasty word. It's nothing bad. Just something to help... Help you get through... Each and every...day? But... But... You doubt, you fear? But it's always...there Silence your fears. Silence... Silence... Blessed...silence... You need it. That is enough. More than enough. Way more... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Patrick 2 Report post Posted September 29 I have a friend. Let me repeat that. I. Have. A. Friend. Despite everything. Someone who is there. Who believes. More than I do. No...that is wrong. I don't believe. He does. It is enough. It has to be. I...have a friend. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Peredhil 11 Report post Posted September 29 Wow. Just wow. Gut-poetry. Nicely done; good to see you post again. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
