Life for her isn’t easy
Stuck in the past she is
Caught in a web of lost belief
Caused by those she does miss
Her heart breaks for them all
Those that’ve gone, left her behind
She cries everyday
For the ghosts she cannot hide
Haunted by her past
She can’t move on at all
Held by tendrils of pain
She listens always to their call
She just wants to be free
But doesn’t know how anymore
Tried it once she did
But came back to them unsure
She’ll always be haunted
If she continues in this way
How can she move forward
If she thinks like this everyday?
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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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