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David Bull Poem
I'm feeling sick from your two faced hypocrisy
When you say one thing and then you're doing another
Cold whispers behind my back you talk about me
Then you act like my best friend with no apology
Why do you beak these friendship rules
And why am I left a suffering fool
I'm left with thoughts of violence and then I'm feeling weak and passive
I'm now a massive walking talking contradiction
And I'm left believing the facts and fiction
It's all because of your backstabbing dealings
I want to know your game and why I'm the victim of your play
I will not be left the loser of this game
I intend to stay strong and take my prize
As I will face you full on and cut you down to size
This may be hit and miss
But I will expose your cowardice
As you look into my eyes and see that I'm miffed
And so sick of your ficticious recitals
Now you will realise for you to have kept two facing me was fatal
So answer to me fake friend your front is now broken
And you feel you're struggling to breathe
But now I've lost my use for sensitivity
Remember who crossed the line
I have one fast thought of does it matter at all
Then it all comes back that it's you who broke the rules
Now you've been confronted and your colour fades to grey
You feel your time ticking by as tomorrow turns into today
This was my revenge on you fake friend
My fake friend revenge!
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Drunk ******* thinking you’re hard
You couldn’t throw a punch you ***** ass retard
Your alcohol stench gob slurs and runs away with you
Just turn the volume down and tell me when you’re through
You’re full of vile tough nut ********
Just searching for the weak to hit
Yet another drink downed and in your mind the harder you become
Your timid tormented victims the brunt of your drunken fun
Big man ego doing it for cheers from the boys
Why don’t you go home lads and play with your toys
Because one day you’ll pick the wrong person
And you’ll be crying in piss puddles and puke that’s one thing for certain
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I see a world of contradiction
Full of kisses and blows
War and destruction everywhere I turn
Peace a luxury for only the chosen few
This world is becoming ugly to me
Its beauty is being lost in the burning masses
To co-exist we must strive to find the balance
For a world without hate is a world without love
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Mischievous smile
It makes me laugh
Cheeky grin
It makes me chuckle
Innocent stare
It makes me wonder
Excited eyes
Makes me beam
This is my world
My children
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Lost, rejected and alone
Just me, myself and my thoughts
Conflicting in my minds zone
There are no knocks at my door
There are no rings from my phone
Everybody seems to have moved forwards
And I feel I have moved backwards
If I could cry there would be floods
I'm left with my last grain of strength
So please don't worry
There will be no overdose, no cuts and no blood
I will not leave a rotting death stench
As I live in hope that I will start rising
Above the darkest clouds
That I keep creating and visualising
Will I stay lost?
Will I still feel rejected?
Will I forever sit alone?
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I sit curled and hidden under my bridge
My place to think, my comfort dwelling
To calm myself from unsympathetic panic and anxiety
My untouchable place, a place to ponder
Restoring my body, mind and chaotic sensory perception
I remain invisible under my healing bridge
Restoring my psychoanalytical brain process
To a more level orientation
Damage limitation quietly undoing
The blackened anxiety and panic which mocks
Slowly fading to manageable levels
My healing bridge is a lonely figure
Of which I can identify
Cold stone and clinical metal
A depressing site to some
To me it is like a medicine or magic pill
Which takes my negative poisons away
The bridge will be around long after I have gone
I hope my healing bridge gives comfort to a troubled someone
And can help take their pain away
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A date with death your final breath
One last gasp you try to grasp
Your time has come
This isn’t for fun
The possibility there is no heaven
A risky gamble, maybe no lucky sevens
You should have no adoring pride
In your self-righteous suicide
You could be lost forever eternal
An unknown soul, an empty journal
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Opinions may differ
But is killing the answer
Government officials murdering thousands
While keeping their hands clean and pristine
Do we know the real truths?
Behind the creation of war
I always sense there’s something more
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Wishing I was as one and together
My time will come to be free forever
In my heart this will make me better
I’m now prepared leave my body
So please don’t feel sorry for me
Beginning to lose myself in myself
The time has come and alls not well
Leaving me filled with fear
As I shed my last living tear
Isolated and left so alone
Hard to believe someday soon I will be just bone
So scared of no more conscious existence
Or that no one will be waiting for me in the far off distance
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Always remember who you have got to look out for...It's you
And only you who knows your inside thoughts and truths
You don't need the evidence as you have the proof
Because when push comes to shove we are all on our own
As people, friends and foe they all come and go
But we can take from them, what they have shown
So if we read between the lines and follow life's directionless signs
We may feel lost but who knows what we may find
These new dilemas might make your mind and body so tender
You may feel like you're falling from the edge of the Earth
But never give up.. this is no surrender.
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