Loud and banging you always are
I can hear coming up the path
Then you’re inside banging doors
Music blasting out disobeying laws
I sit quiet as a mouse here
In my tiny flat that’s little cheer
Putting up with your ways
You ruin my night and my days
I never sleep that well
Because you make my life hell
I feel like charging down
And destroying your precious sounds
But I sit and wait patiently
For the day I can break free
To escape fools like you
Ignorant and selfish, you have no clue
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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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