Archive for October, 2014


Posted: October 24, 2014 in Quickie

I stare at trees all day.

I watch every single leaf as they touch the ground.

They sway to whatever rhythm the wind plays,

And it’s starting to make me sick.

The beauty of nature,

The stench of fresh air,

The sight of life.

And I’m stuck in my cell.

I stare at people and I don’t look away.

Why do they all look the same?

I watch their lips move,

I try to make out what they’re saying.

They’re so bloody normal.

And it makes me sick.

Lovers and friends,

The intricacies of networking.

I try to play my part,

But I’m locked in my head.

I’m stuck in traffic,

I see all the cars stand still.

I’m lost in the ever growing crowd

‘Why don’t we just crash?’

I ask,

But for no reply.

The painful aroma therapy,

Dying limbs.

I’m coming home,

But I’m trapped in this bus.

The walks in the sun,

the nights spent shivering.

The sickening feeling from the swing,

pills to keep the peace

It’s not really up to me,

is it?

… how many more days till Saturday?…


What Lesson?…………

Posted: October 13, 2014 in Quickie

‘Nobody is perfect,’ they said,

‘Life is full of ups and downs,’ the script read.

‘Take a moment to ponder before your first steps,’

A second too long and there’s no time left…

On a journey with two companions,

At what point did they become chaperons?

I was misled by success,

Before i was driven off the edge by the reality that is disappointment…

Don’t tell me that ‘it’s how life is’,

I’ve lived and I need a way back to sanity.

Prescribed abuses, poisonous waters and eerie clouds; anything to keep rampaging thoughts at bay.

Whatever happens, at least I was a part of the craze…

It all happens the way it should,

All’s well even if it does not end well.

‘Hit the floor and pick yourself back up, but only if you would’,

‘Life is choices’ is all I was told, but nobody taught me how to make them well…

   I made it to class, but not in time for the lesson. Took a great fall to attract all the attention. I had no idea what it cost, but I paid the price anyway – I wish I knew what for though. ‘What did you learn from all of this?’ was the question on the test I failed…