No such thing as love he knows
As the bitterness in his heart does grow
No such thing as happiness for him
As he leads a life of darkness and sin
No such thing as a saving light
As he fades from all of their sight
No such thing as a god for him
For his prayers unanswered, no-one listening
No such thing as a soul inside
He’s without one so nowt to hide
No such thing as a way out he knows
He may as well be buried by snow
No such thing as existence at all
Just a dream his life so cruel
For all a dream of someone else
No such thing as anything he’s always felt
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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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Caliburnus Rises 
Really amazing poem!! i like it!! 🙂
Thank you so much. One of those that felt right as I wrote it. I could’ve made it longer but decided to stop there. Glad you like it.