In reverse he has gone
Forced decisions were made
Not comfortable, fells wrong
Too late now to have his say
Maybe things will work out right
If he keeps his head down?
His dreams could still be in sight
But not in his hateful town
So two jobs he’ll have to do
To pay the bills like everyone else
This new job he has no real clue
Starting again is what it’s about
But forward thinking he’ll now focus
For that’s the only option
Why when things are looking up does come a mess
That sets a different chain in motion
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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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