Poetry

Changes

I wonder how things will be now you’ve gone
Will I now grow and find where I belong
Finally becoming the man I should be
Going places I’ve so longed to see

Or will I be kept here against my will
In a dead-end town I vilify still
Trapped with a life I so despise
Misguided Loyalty, no escape, so many tries

Things could finally change though
With the seeds you left for me to grow
Hopefully enough to make a difference
To make big changes and a lot of sense

Closing in on the big four-o
So much to do, things I wanna know
A million things to learn and to see
To experience mind and eye, spiritually free

Without the freedom to do these things
I’ll never know true happiness of what it brings
Becoming like every lost soul with no dreams
My inner voice could be full of screams

I will do all I can to do you proud
To try and stand out from the troubled crowd
I will fight for those dreams in your name
Happy I hope you’ll be for me, this spirit to tame

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Darren Greenidge

I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life. I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones. Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible. My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love. I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''

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