Easy Riders

A smile, a laugh, a tight embrace
the hazy days and loss of pace
a reckless chaos that feeds our soul
that steals our night and takes control.
We lose the sun its rise and fall
a world without time and the cold stone walls
we never look back or say goodbye
we just keep running, chasing the sky.

Is this what it feels like?



Where Is My Mind?

Gasping in the dark
the night is closing in
we lose our sense of self
and feed each other’s sin.

Alone I am a danger
I see the world crack
it splits and opens and pulls me through
my mind is lost in strange taboo.

My chaos is defiant
I revel in the shame
I’m more at home in darkness
and reborn in the pain.

I make my home, I make my bed
I hope I won’t go back
but every time the light breaks in
and I’m under attack.

The day is new but I am old
as old as my mistakes
my nightmare dwells in sunlight
but my chaotic nightworld waits.

Feigned Absolution

ʎsdoʇ ʎʌɹnʇ ǝpısdn uʍop
feeling all around
A collage of colours lead me astray from
The orange beacons guiding my way

On top of the world I was looking
Free, indestructible, life of the show
Now all


and the cold’s creeping in
Drowning in truth
Dreading reality.

I’ve been here before, I know what’s to come
To savour the numbness my only relief
Constricted, destroyed I will remain
My only way to extinguish the pain.

A Solitary Life

The laughter and liveliness
drown in the silence
as the people and parties
are consumed by darkness.

At first it was lonely
I missed the sight of day
but I came to realise
darkness was okay.

This would not be life of a singer,
This would not be the life of a doctor
This would not be the life of an engineer
This must be the life of a writer.

A solitary life of shadows and pain
it’s not good for the heart
but it’s good for the pen.