Joseph Tanner

How many Weetabix does it take to get your fix?
To see you wake,
Alert for the day ahead.
Sloshed with full fat milk,
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Hells bells are ringing,
With a kiss I'm awake,
For you to utter the words that should not be said,
The awkward silence that follows tells you all.
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Troubled mind turns to drink,
Takes the problem away for a while.
Empty bottles all around signal their problems are going,
Though it may only be for a while.
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I chose my way a long time ago,
That day I lost my child.
I always knew who I was,
Never accepting,
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I thought we would grow old together,
Share many stories,
The lines would show upon our faces,
Though we wouldn’t care ‘cause we had each other.
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A killer of a night,
Playing with the devil,
Someone got to lose.
Heavens gate are open and waiting,
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Hold my hand,
‘cause when you get old,
It gets lonely!
There comes a time,
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Narrow minded fools,
That believe my preference is a choice!
Be a degenerate on society,
I’d rather be!
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Lost for inspiration,
Losing the passion to express,
Like it's going out of fashion.
Drama's dance around me,
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I’ve been happy,
Now I’m holding onto those days,
Listening to the many songs we shared,
The films we watched, laughed and cried to,
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Yesterday kid,
What it was like to be a yesterday kid?
With no cares in the world.
Where playing games consisted of being outside,
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Learning the way to write,
I follow the masters of time,
Which we learn from school,
By writing what we know,
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Prison
Lockdown,
Watching from my escape,
Cars hum and purr as they glide by,
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London been bombed!
The death toll is rising has I write in a state of shock,
Fearing for people I know.
My mobile rings; releasing my fears,
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You lay at the bottom of my bed,
Ever looking so sad.
An eye long gone,
The stuffing gone,
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I can’t pretend that I understand,
Is it a call for help?
When you tell me your plans.
I am supposed to help?
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A wall is built,
Not to climb or to look from the top,
But to protect from what we hate.
Eyes falling on everyone,
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Not a victim of crime,
I lay down
Raped of my life.
I’m a victim of myself,
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Thoughts creeping into my head,
Ones that I’d like to push away,
Yet they stay.
Eating into my heart,
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Looking into the mirror,
I’ve become so vain,
I like what’s looking back at me.
I take time on my appearance,
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