She’s learned a lot this past year
About her circle and what to fear
Knowing she’s been treated like dirt
She’ll never trust again, always hurt
Too much this has been going on
So many people doing’ her wrong
Taken advantage of and spat out
Yet she took this always, she did allow
Now though she’s stuck herself
Needs help but no-one to tell
If she could get back what she lent
Then she could do what she was for meant
But ignored she has been by most
She’ll never move away to be by the coast
Stuck in her gaol a little while longer
Never sated by this consuming hunger
But she’s determined to cut ties
She won’t no more listen to other’s cries
Time to fight for her future now
And a happiness long searched, never found
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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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