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Hi friends, Thanks for visiting my poetry page, you are more than welcome. I love writing, it is a form of escape, it can take you anywhere you want to go, it is your own imagination running wild, I write poems daily, they may not be always deep, some may be too deep, but its the way I feel at the time. Please come back from time to time and read some more. I also have a public poetry blog, were you are more than welcome to submit a poem of your own, for the World to read. Have a nice day. William Sinclair Manson. MY INTERVIEW WITH ROBERT HEWITT Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.
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DEMONS IN MY MIND.

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Living in fear  what's new today  at war with emotions for me it will stay. Darkened hours all day never any light battle the demons win the fight. Who are these people free in my head giving me terror wishing me dead? Medication stems it but only for a while the language atrocious deadly and vile. Do it he says a hundred times a day never giving me peace here he will stay. Whats with this torment give me a break this is for real no its not fake. Never the sunshine like a moth to light they want to overcome me wanting a fight. The only peace you will get is when life finally ends then the torment will be over and all will make amends. MENTAL HEALTH Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.
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ALZHEIMER'S

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I visit you regularly your still my mam your memory is faltering you think I am Pam. Your hair has turned gray you look somewhat older the staff are so clinical business like, cold shoulder You remember the times when you were a child but the present escapes you and it drives you wild. The outside is strange you cry when your out your constantly on medication what's this all about? Bedtime is a nightmare your mind wanders on you can't remember your kids from Jack to Dawn! Your Grandkids miss you especially your smile always asking for you every once in a while. You are still loved and cherished by family and friends and will be forever till the pain finally ends! memory loss man woman Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.
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COUNTING SHEEP.

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I cannot sleep wide awake let me go for goodness sake. I toss and turn like a restless dog the wheels have stopped its a broken cog. My mind is active it never stops like thieves and robbers being chased by cops! Tried counting sheep It was going all night tossing and turning darkness and light. Go have a drink to settle your brain think of shutting down listen to the rain. Eventually I  will fall into a deep dizzy sleep but what time was it? as you snore at a peep. Up in the morning still dead tired so to you my dear brain buddy you are FIRED. Get to work still half asleep brain not engaged man I could weep. Try not to doze concentrate on your day for soon it is over and your on your way. Home after work dare not sit down as your eyes start closing in your dressing gown. Finally to bed lights out straight away forgetting the night before to face another day. SLEEP STARVATION.
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THE ONLY WAY THEY KNOW.

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Born to a World of hate guns and knives the way nothing to look forward to except horror every day. Ethnic groups everywhere fighting for their right looking after their families every day and night Days and nights we live in fear wondering when it will come this isn't a dream or fairytale fighting for the last crumb. Children nearly as young as five carrying weapons to kill no teachers to teach them civility keenly craving for blood to spill. Parents in jail or not around no one to discipline the young left in a world of commotion it appears whistling the tune as its sung. What is the answer? no one seems to know or care just statistics to quote in the news as hatred grows in every child. fighting of physical abuse. Safe in our own little domain forgetting reality in the streets carnage and disdain every day. you don't get a tab or receipt. todays youth, neglected each day brushed under the carpet "oh well" never h...
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CHILDREN OF WAR.

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Born in a World of hate guns and knives the way nothing to look forward to except horror every day. Ethnic groups everywhere fighting for their right looking after their families every day and night Days and nights in fear wondering when it will come not living in a fairy tale far from a beating drum. Children as young as five carrying weapons to kill education not an option edging for blood to spill. Parents in jail or dead no one to discipline the young left in a world of commotion whistling the tune as its sung. What is the answer? no one seems to know just statistics to quote as the hatred feeds to grow. We are all to blame safe in our own little World forgetting whats really going on while carnage and fighting unfurled. Look around what do you see? the youth ,going nowhere brushed under the carpet in a place were life isn't fair. CHILDREN OF WAR Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkou...
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