What is it with you
She wonders in her mind
Why do you behave so
Walking and talking blind
Don’t you know what it
Is you do?
She doubts it
As she writes away
Her blues
She thinks on him
Every day
On how her treats
Her and betrays
Everything they
Stood for, believed in
Maybe it’s a
DNA thing?
She muses
Will he change?
She doubts it so
Stuck in his ways
As his emotions show
Like father, like son
And mother too
She never knows
What she can do?
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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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