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Seething in politics, when I don't see you. I wish for you in your colours. I want my words to become a highlight of party policy. But it won't matter until it all goes away. It won't matter until I disappear.  Picture. Identity. Place of residence. Tax slips. Wage slips. Bank statements. Proof of address. All says they couldn't care less.

Secret Life of Optimism

You can lay your hope in politics and a dream of a brighter tomorrow. They can see your vulnerability and it's just a step away. It's a game of Chinese Torture, whiling away the hours. I want to be taken into her secrets but I know I'm just hoping my life away. There's too many times, too many hours, different regions, secret stations. I'd like to pay my respects but I haven't got the chance. In certain methods, I dream that new beginning but know there's another life just waiting to be pissed away in another longing. I want to forget and I want to be forgotten.  I want to be taken into her secret life of optimism. I want to be taken for a fool. I want all this so I can believe in a better life. But I'm no nearer the secret to make that fantasy a reality. There's too many times that I've opted for something and returned with nothing. Trade despair, trade apathy, trade despondency, trade sickness, trade health, trade your life, trade your we...