William Sinclair Manson's poetry

I found a picture of you from my younger days your eyes lit the room in beautiful ways. The past is the past but it's hard to forget memories come flooding not just for me I bet.. You went away no looking back left me a letter while you chose to pack. The days were long nights without sleep knowing your love cut me so deep. The way you left hurt me so bad tattered and torn utterly sad. But that was the day a long time ago we both have moved on it lightened the blow. But I still hold you fondly in my memories of the past and our friendship will blossom grow and last. LOVE FOREVER 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.

She walks the streets of London Her hair matted and dry a face yellow and jaundiced she's  forgotten how to cry. No one dares to approach her She scowls and roars like a bear This is her defence for survival as her tongue lashes out to swear. Begging at street corners trying to survive the day no one ever communicates there's  nothing they want to say. She walks all day, sleeps at night One eye open most of the time does this girl deserve this life? never reaching her prime. An existence going sadly unnoticed Everyone would pass her in disgust How could anyone live this way? in the depths of despair she is thrust.. Labelled without even knowing her Assumptions made by the way she appears Maybe the reason she lives this way is recognizable with floods of tears.? No one bothers, no one cares as she ploughs on with her life no kind word, no self respect just pain that cuts like a knife. An occasional persons stops to talk as she m...

Amy was just fourteen when she decided to run her life was insufferable never knowing any fun. Her parents abused her daily mentally she was drained she had to break the monotony relationships badly strained. She felt she was unloved used as a slave all day her opinions never mattered she never got her say. Badly advised by a friend to make off and never come back seek her fortune in this World new days would never be black! Vulnerable and lonely nothing was keeping her here she packed whatever she could excited without any fear. Amy jumped on a bus unperturbed where it would go dreamily gazing out the window finally she could grow. Landing in a strange Town she never knew a soul walking till her feet ached dying to meet her goal. She was befriended by a guy three times her age or more he gave her food and shelter when he went he locked the door. Vulnerable and innocent Amy took what she could he seemed so kind at first she thought he did her good. Then things start...

He met her on the corner in a street by his Town a girl of no substance a face with a frown. He tried to get her attention she ignored his every word he didn't want to give up looking feeble and absurd. Day by day he stopped sometimes for a glance going out of his way at times hoping to meet per chance. Her very being enthralled him never wanting anything more determined to never give up to even up the score. But still she always denied him she wanted to be left in peace the mystery around her deepend a jigsaw with a remaining piece. One day he walked right by her tried staring into space her eyes were like caverns deep black with no disgrace The day had finally arrived she vanished without a trace was she in his imagination? this girl without a face.