#wrightaway

[please-letmein]

Fizz

the winters drawing in

and I’m nervous of the night,

I’m sat in gusty winds,

as dreams fall out of sight,

I close my eyes tight,

and dream of safer days,

the harder I squint my eyes,

The more reality becomes a haze,

but I held on tightly,

to the blanket that held my skin,

and dreamt of all the better things

That seem to stem within,

I woke up, dazed

With cloudy eyes

I was left speechless

As I stare at the skies,

I wander what kind of mist

It is that shields us,

maybe it is the seal,

that leaves us,

Speachless,

Maybe what we think is protection,

Could’ve been protecting us from our biggest lesson,

do you see what I’m saying,

that we can spend our whole lives praying,

delaying

a perfectly inevitable saying,

That it is what it is,

and what is a glass of fizzy drink if it has no fizz

And it’s kind of the same in life I think you have to accept, this.

If you have life without any fuzz I think you’ll spend a lot of time questioning if it’s all enough,

And if you anticipate having a glass of fizzy coke, and every time you drink it’s slides smoothly down your throat,

As if it was water,

boring and still, I think that’s basically how bland life will feel,

Like a reoccurring, anticlimax

Like everything you try lacks,

The passion, and the punch

The kind of shit that’ll keep you thinking during lunch,

what if I had more,

I don’t know, fizz?

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Blissful Ignorance Created by The

You are only blissfully unaware, until you are not

You are only blissfully unaware, until you feel your stomach,

tie itself into a knot,

It was only blissful, when you was not aware, but now that you are,

I’m asking, do you care

I’ve accepted that we live this way,

Ignorance is the key,

When something’s bad happens it’ll wake you up to the,

world and it’s madness,

and all things below the surface,

I’ve been writing for months and I still don’t know how to word this,

because it’s tricky,

and there’s so many situations I’ve found myself in,

I guess I’ll describe them as sticky,

and it’s clear, without me saying,

that we all know what I mean,

I don’t know why I keep rehearsing speeches in my dreams,

As if I’m going to wake the world up to everything, the scenes,

daily occurrences, the reality, the screams,

here, take a look, take a look behind the scenes,

this is where you’ll see right through all the screens,

Here is where you’ll notice, not everything is true,

if you look to the left you’ll see a broader view,

don’t squint your eyes, it’s not as bad as you think,

but I suppose, if you read the shit their hiding from us, you wouldn’t sleep a wink

And I guess there’s a reason for everything

and we can’t keep getting sad at the news,

and you’d think we’d learn, or atleast expect to lose,

But we don’t, we live in anticipation,

And believe what we see,

this is a story of how my life, perpetrated me.

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floating in yellow wilted leaves

listening to the gentle autumn breeze

night time standing tall

even as wishes fall

Into the corner of a room we crawl

promises burning deep

pillows and duvets

Into feathers we weep

to express how you feel

Is to bloom

and to blossom

they will burn as they rise

if you try, not to, cross them

breathe deep enough

escape what you feel

late in the night your heart it will steal

All, of your thoughts, and your deepest compressions

darling they’ll attack you

in the night, to protect them

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Yours sincerely

It’s all abit of a blur,

but I’m convinced it was you,

I turn my head around sharply,

Just to adjust my view,

I thought I’d see you more clearly,

When I started shouting your name,

and you couldn’t even hear me,

guesss I should call it a day,

Yours sincerely,

I hope you remember the same

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Imagine walking on a thin crisp layer of ice,

that lays peacefully,

upon an untouched lake,

owned completely by nature

Imagine the fear that would rush through you as you took one step too heavy,

when you was, only for a brief moment filled with too much confidence,

and you stomped so hard you let nature know you was there,

Imagine the fear that’d rush from your toes to your head, and back again,

as the ice begins to crack,

and suddenly you’re the only ice left, frozen, you hault immediately and watch the cracks spiral away from your inprint, and

Meanwhile,

you feel your body fall from beneath you,

It sets in, that you, you, wasn’t expecting this.

Imagine what feelings might come over you, when your body dunks meters beneath a freezing cold lake that had been, sealed so tightly, so securely, all winter. Imagine the organs in the body, and the shock they might be going through,

and then what about this..

Imagine,

losing consciousness and your body takes control, and all survival instincts lead the way,

You’re now bobbing your head out for air as you reach the surface,

Imagine you are bobbing, up and down

Up and down

In an ice cold lake

You were forced to walk upon, there was no route around, and it was inevitable that you would break the ice, you knew from the very first footstep that the middle of the lake would be weaker,

That the ice would not, and could not bare the weight you are carrying

Imagine the fear strucken look as there was only pure survival, as a lonely individual goal

Imagine,

this is how i felt when I picked up the phone that morning

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Oh hello there, hi, sorry! I thought I’d let you in,

I thought I could hear knocking, or something loud and disturbing,

I’m sure I let you in, did you not hear me shout?

I shouted for you to come through, then I thought I heard sound,

of the door slamming

Like when you’d come home drunk, much worse then disorderly

You’d fling your stuff up the floor, remember nights were pretty morbid for me,

You’d be shouting or crying

Sometimes I’d burst out my room, half the time sounded like you were fucking dying

I must’ve been wrong, I must’ve misheard the door, maybe I’m reminiscing too much, too much about before

Maybe it was more of a slow creek, that I heard when the door shut, a creek up the stairs when you’d check on your sleeping daughter,

I’m not sure,

maybe I’m hallucinating,

maybe I’d should stop here,

and stop this writing I’m creating

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Time flies,

As flowers bloom,

Deep breaths in an empty room,

you hold my hand, cold to touch,

Gripping it tight, but not enough

Not smooth - slightly rough,

As I guide my index finger through the dust

clumps of a past crumble in my fingers,

The smell of you on my cardigan lingers

The empty room fills dark,

As there is light from the moon,

Light shines from the corner,

A brightness, A View,

Deep breaths become short,

Four feet become two,

I lay my head on, your pillow, as I dream of you

Flowers are blooming,

As the sun starts to shine,

It’s raining less now,

As the sun starts to rise,

We don’t live long, as the sun starts to die,

April’s showers come and take over our life,

2 weeks and it’s over, before it had begun,

I’m like a cherry blossom and I blossom in the sun x