Woke up bleary eyed and confused
Wondering how much did he lose?
Two days of his life gone away
Half he doesn’t remember of them days
He only went out to get his hair chopped
Then he met a friend and all was lost
For it was the start of a wild day
That went into a second, spending all his pay
What a fool he’s been he knows
He doesn’t have that kind of money to blow
But needed those days did he
To calm his soul from the madness he sees
Back to his prison he did come
After the days of madness and fun
Shattered he is after those days
The memories already begin to fade
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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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