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Glyn Norton Poem
WELCOME TO MY LIFE
In my world it is so scary
As if I am the only one
Stomach always churning
No time at all for fun
Everything is such a struggle
Even getting out of bed
All my thoughts are negative
Like demons in my head
Can I break out of my prison
Where I am held against my will
Will I see the light tomorrow
Or will it be the same old drill
I'd rather hide beneath my cover
Where I feel safe and free
From what’s going on around me
All things bad is what I see
I wish I could look forward
But at this time I can't
The past still rule me inside
The seeds that they did plant
Help is around the corner
Though for me, I cannot see
All I know is how I feel now
So to my bed I must flee.
Copyright © Glyn Norton | Year Posted 2012
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Glyn Norton Poem
NOT JUST FOR MEN
I was there to do a job
I had trained for years to do
Standing on the front line
I could only think of you
Bullets flying round my head
Mortars landing near
My world was full of noises
Your voice all I could hear
Asking me to keep safe
While serving miles from home
With all my men around me
Still feeling all alone
A soldier takes a hit
He is lying on the ground
Without a second thought from me
His body I surround
Keeping him from further hurt
Is foremost in my mind
I drag him to his safety
To the danger I am blind
This is what I live for
Trained for all my life
To be a combat soldier
And secondly your WIFE.
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Glyn Norton Poem
It is so dark in here
Tied to this old wooden chair
Never seen the light of day
Never speak, nothing to say
Outside is like a foreign land
Could be grass, could be sand
I listen, but I can not hear
My thoughts are all I have to share
I never see beyond these walls
Never strolled into the halls
My food is brought upon a tray
No one here, no one to play
One day I hope I will be free
To roam the street, to climb the tree
But till then, I sit and wait
For God alone, will seal my fate.
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Glyn Norton Poem
These woods are dark
No one will hear my cry
These woods are dark
No one to see me die.
This knife of mine is very sharp
Will I not feel the pain
This knife of mine is very sharp
Cut deep into my vein.
The flames so hot inside my car
The pain now starts to fade
The flames so hot inside my car
Now alone, I am so afraid.
Too late now to go for help
My heart is pounding fast
Too late now to go for help
Now, my time has passed.
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Glyn Norton Poem
Sitting here beside you,
Just holding your small hand,
Feeling rather useless,
You do not understand.
Dozing like an angel,
Your breathing rather low,
Watching every breath you take,
Your cheeks are all aglow.
Your head is burning,
The fever keeps you hot,
Tears are rolling down my face,
Leave you I will not.
Waiting for the moment,
That you will smile again,
Recognise your surroundings,
And be without your pain.
Please don`t leave me,
I don`t want to lose your love,
Stay with me forever,
Like a hand inside a glove.
You will get through this babe,
I will have you home once more,
Never leave my side again,
Because you I do adore.
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Glyn Norton Poem
How far would you really get,
If made to walk in my shoes,
How long would it take,
To admit that you would lose.
Many have not come this far,
Or been given another chance,
Many have just stuttered,
Not given a choice to dance.
I struggle through each day,
Living in my own domain,
Hoping there will be a day,
When I am freed from all this pain.
You may not be able to see my scars,
Even if you were to pry,
Some shoes are very heavy,
So hard but at least I try.
Never give up on yourself.
Copyright © Glyn Norton | Year Posted 2013
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