"can You Help Me" And "cold Dark Room", Poems

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Can You Help Me?  

Please can you help me? I’m lost, so easy these days

In just a few moments,

before I even know it

I’m back to the same stupid ways

One day I’m so good, the next very bad

One night all alone,

The next just surrounded

By all that I hate and have had

I hate to do wrong, yet somehow do find

That for only a bit,

No more than a split

I’m back into losing my mind

If love was a drug I’d inject

Right into my heart I would push

Then fall on the ground, just to roll all around

Never again to neglect

If sex was a drink set beside

I’d take some of both,

Swagger and boast

Then slip myself deep down inside

Please can you help me? I’m lost, so easy these days

I mean no one harm

Only me I do wrong

For you… I’d change all my ways 

The End 

© 2010 Tim Wilkinson & Wayne Wilks

Cold Dark Rooms

Cold dark rooms, void of all light

Empty of love and all that is right

Shadowed and bleak, containing no warmth

Veiled from the world from whence they come forth

Tattered and worn with cracks in the walls

Visibly scarred from all of my falls

Dripping with wet and moldy from years

Rusted and tainted from all of my tears

Battered and worn and likely well used

Jilted and cursed and deftly abused

Those who profess, to love me most high

The very same ones just watching me die

Deceiving my mind betraying my trust

They do as they please, I as I must

Cold dark rooms void of all light

Empty of love and all that is right  

Of the rooms that I speak no walls bear a mark

For the rooms just exist in the core of my heart

© Tim Wilkinson & Wayne Wilks 1989-2009

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