He sits by the window
looking out on the world
He thinks deeps thoughts
Has he lost his way?
He looks back at the past year
Thinking on all he’s done
Good times he’s had
Bad times very much too
No time machine to correct them
No going back
He has to live with all that’s done
The past it now stays
Always money the problem
The one that causes many
Luckily he’s just okay
To start again a life
But at a crossroads he now is
Stuck in the middle now
Which way does he turn?
Not backwards he says steadfastly
Forward if he moves, is what he wants
Turns right or left, still stuck there
But slightly different it will be
Not for the better though he sighs
The reason he’s stuck is betrayal
By those he trusts
So if he must stay put a while
Then he’ll change his outlook
No more pussy-footing around
No more hell he’ll take
He’ll fight tooth and claw
For all he wants to achieve
Has he lost his way?
So many mistakes
Has he last his way?
Briefly but no more…
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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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