Biography of Greg Edwards
i live in a rather quiet county town/area. If your up on your mascots ours is the Fluco... gay but kinda unique. i run cross country and indoor/outdoor track. my main event is the mile and the 4x800. I'm by definition a metal head but i don't really believe in defining people... I'm a bit of a hypocrite (who isn't?) and I'm not very religious. i believe in God but... yea, the bible and i don't really agree. i try not to let religion effect my writing as it tends to pollute the meanings. As far as why i write, i write to get my points across to the people that i don't or won't talk to. If you hadn't noticed i am rather emotionally challenged and in normal life i don't act with my emotions. i don't deal well with matters of the heart. My writing attempts to deal with it but it doesn't seem to do what it is intended to. it scares more people than it pleases.
Greg Edwards's Works:
None though i have around 400 or so poems... yea i have no life, i know
Greg Edwards Poems
Alone, but not unhappy, Aware, but not awake, Living is not a cure, For the depression that i take.
You Hate Me
You hate me A simple thing to say You hate me Simplistic in its own way
What Is Time?
What is time, when you stand alone? What is time, when you have no home? What is time, when you share it with none? What is time, when you always run?
Reality, plays tricks on the mind, It says and is, things unkind, It twists and turns, leaving you in doubt, When you think you understand,
Racial integration, Of the people of this nation, Ranting at the chains that hold them in their place, It is not a situation i would care to face,
America, so proud to be America, so strong and free, America, where the weak are strong, America, what is wrong?
Joy, in this world Is like a boy, and a girl face-to-face, with a chance at fate just one word, and its a date
Sentinel, watching over me Seeing all and never pleased I get the feeling that i have done wrong But that is not different, I've been doing it all along
I wish it were simple to tell Truth from the lies, and Heaven from Hell If good weren't gone, and evil not here Then i would have nothing, and nothing to fear
My confession goes unheard My love finds no reception And in depression i am covered As i feel out my deception
Hello, my name you do not know Hello, my pain i do not show Hello, I understand what you feel Hello, i know why you don't think it is real
My confession goes unheard
My love finds no reception
And in depression i am covered
As i feel out my deception
I was wrong to say what i felt
I should have just nodded and smiled
Instead i bemoaned the cards I'd been delt
watching as my hurt was compiled.