Father.

It really shouldn’t come as a surprise,
abandoned sunlight, lost, among November skies
the flame you used to hold, is burning out and growing cold;
now only sadness and surrender fill your eyes.

Barcelona.

He yearned to live the dream but ended up stuck in a nightmare.

Status.

Feeling cute, might delete you later.

Sorry.

I
Am
Fail
Your.

Stand by.

Welcome in the white noise,
Care not about the cost,
When all is mute,
I can’t compute,
So transmission may be lost.

The award for Best Supporting Actor goes to…

Of course
I’ll always hold you up
if ever you should stumble
But I wonder
who’s supporting me
if my foundations crumble?

Heart racing.

On your marks,
Get set,
Go!

Sorry, no – forced heart.

Muse.

‘No one has ever loved me’ he said
‘My tears speak a story that words never said,
and my heart is a ghost – that I’m certain;
its dead,
because no one has ever loved me’ he said.

Alarm.

What’s point in getting up if you’ll only feel down?

Smile, smile, smile.

Scoop up those emotions, lad
Remove cards from the table
Pack-up heart!
Depart!
Depart!
Now RUN – while you’re still able.