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Your troubles are all I hear
anger used hiding your fears
Forgetting who and what you are
from humanity you are apart
A grain of sand is all we are
an infinite number like the stars
Eventually forgotten, forgotten already
nothing in your life seems steady
You’re angry at the world
with little understanding of what it’s about
Towing the line with many others
until their worlds blind and smother
Then all you are is a shadow
that hides in recesses low
Lost in the coldness of existence
from us all you are distant
I wonder if you shall ever be back
lost on a dangerous path, a dirty track
Losing your way a long time now
you make no-one really proud
You’re just a sheep to others ideals
you’ve lost sense of what’s real
All I feel is pity for you
and the soul you’ve lost so true
Just a grain of sand you are
like a billion billion stars
You could be so much more
but you’ve forgotten what life is for
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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