God you never listen
I burst in frustration
My anger stays inside deep
One day it shall sew and reap
Humanity melting everywhere
At friends and family, all I stare
So alone in my love I feel
How much of life I wonder Is real?
I sit with those that whitter on
Their lives they tell gone wrong
Teeth a-chattering ten a dozen
Sometimes it sounds like Russian
I seep hoping it’ll go away
Hoping a new start shall be some day
But my faith is blind in all I hold dear
A long wait I have in life I fear…
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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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