Whispering Voices…

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Walking through the city…
Reinventing who I am…

The perfect opportunity…
To become a different man…

Wandering through shadows…
Where no one even cares…

Just who or what I am…
They are totally unaware…

Of all the sins I carry…
The heavy cross I bear…

As nobody ever notices…
Nor hears the whispered prayer…

It’s a place of total freedom…
For the weird, the wise and wrong…

Not a place of judgement…
But a place where I belong…

A sense of shamed community…
For all sinners and their ghosts…

Who walk through life’s falling rain…
But never follow the signposts…

Always choosing the wrong path…
And straying off into the dark…

But the city will never criticise…
Or make any cold sly remark…

It embraces all your darkness…
And covers up all your sin…

It’s a supernatural place…
Where life’s losers sometimes win…

Where rules are meant for breaking…
Not worrying about tomorrow…

Even lending you an invisible spell…
For anyone who wants to borrow…

So I’m walking through the city…
And reinventing who I am…

Looking out for opportunities…
To become a different man…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “West End Girls” By The Pet Shop Boys

The Words…

Is it fair to be…
In love with her…
When she doesn’t care…
Or even notice me…
To carry so much…
When she gives so little…
Always staring through me…
Her touch forever eluding me…
So I suffer in silence…
In anguish and pain…
And watch her face twist at…
The mention of my name…
Blessed with such beauty…
Grace, which I admire quietly…
Hiding my beastly face…
Wishing I could be braver…
Should I chase her affections…
Profess my love out loud…
Would she fall utterly spellbound…
From her untouchable cloud…
And into my protecting arms…
For everyone around to see…
That the one out of reach…
Would even so much as…
More than just look through me…
If she felt all this pain…
And saw through my eyes…
Just how much I feel for her…
She’d react with shock and surprise…
Unrequited, I know it’s unwanted…
I know that this is wrong…
And my heart wasn’t invited…
Yet this is so fucking unfair…
She will never be mine…
I’ll never fully taste those lips…
Under the sinner’s moonlight…
Or dance with her past midnight…
Or take to places she’s never seen…
Her on my arm, like a fairy-tale Queen…
So much better kept to myself…
Try not to let her, or anyone else…
In on my secret, that’s locked away…
Until the time feels right and I can say…
Aloud, or whisper these words in her ear…
Without fear of being damned…
Or being dismissed out of hand…
Is it really fair to be…
In love with her, totally…
When she doesn’t care…
Or even notice me…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Love Song” Sung by Elton John

“My conscience plays upon me now”…

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What are we afraid of…
The dead will tell no lies…

Everything we’ve hidden…
All the things that we despise…

Like skeletons in the closet…
Locked away from view…

Each of us has them…
Every year we add a few…

Memories so painful…
Of all the things we did…

Darkest black and secret…
And all we were forbid…

We knew what we were doing…
Had the freedom of choice…

The fruit we ate was bittersweet…
Laced with Satan’s voice…

Now we keep them quiet…
And try hard to forget…

Moments where we came undone…
Actions we now regret…

But memories cannot hurt us…
Unless we let them out…

So keep them locked up tight…
Don’t succumb to inner doubt…

Accept we all have demons…
Not one is beyond reproach…

None of us are flawless…
As we ride in life’s stagecoach…

It’s part of the experience…
And all part of life’s plan…

Temptation comes in many forms…
For either women or a man…

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But Eye know what you’re afraid of…

Eye see it in your eyes…

Everything you’ve hidden…

All those sins you can’t disguise…

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“And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round”…

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You think I don’t know…

Think my eyes can’t see…

But this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

I know when you’re looking…

My eyes are not blind…

This EYE can see you…

You’re so easy to find…

You must think I am stupid…

And take me for a fool…

I listen as you protest…

But just keep my cool…

Finding it hard to trust you…

Whilst you easily deceive…

Making it harder and harder…

To keep going or believe…

So I read between the lines…

Watch the signs as you lie…

Reading the hidden secrets…

Your body language supplies…

The things you won’t admit…

The words your lips don’t say…

It wasn’t always like this…

I remember those simple days…

When things felt less complicated…

Within a complex web of deceit…

And walls had not been constructed…

Out of cement and solid concreate…

But life is seldom straightforward…

It loves to fuck, twist and turn…

And now you sit there watching…

As my candle melts and burns…

Thinking I don’t notice you…

And that you are never seen…

Believing you are invisible…

But things are not as they seem…

So don’t think I don’t know…

Don’t think my eyes can’t see…

Because this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

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“And dreams hang in the air”…

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Look inside your memory…
None of this is real…

All you think you know…
See or touch and feel…

Everything’s a mirage…
To deflect what’s going on…

Life is one big film set…
You’re a lyric in its song…

All that is around you…
Is just one big illusion…

“They” rely on compliance…
And thrive on your confusion…

Step back; you can see it…
And try to break through…

Escape from all those chains…
And you’ll witness life anew…

It’s not what you thought…
Or how you once believed…

All that has been taught…
Is how “They” have deceived…

We work for the rich men…
Who laugh at the poor…

If you think there is equality…
You need to reveal more…

And understand what’s going on…
Outside your buried head…

Because people are so wicked…
And won’t care when you’re dead…

Start to ask some questions…
Don’t stop; just keep on probing…

Once you’ve got your foot in….
The door of truth keeps opening…

Allowing you to dig a little deeper…
Scratch the surface of your life…

It’s a place filled with misery…
Tears and death and strife…

A place where all innocence…
Is cruelly ripped away…

A place where no one notices…
The beauty of a dawning day…

A place where liberty in death…
Is the only one true freedom…

One thing we can all agree…
This is no Garden of Eden…

It’s time to stop the dreaming…
See things for what they are…

They call this “Hell on Earth”…
That’s more truth than lie by far…

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“You’re turning into something I detest”…

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There it goes again…
The voice inside his head…

Pushing him to tell her…
He wishes she was dead…

It started out as something…
A plan so perfectly hatched…

Two devious souls colliding…
No strings were attached…

It quickly felt so different…
The fire started way too fast…

She saw the love as precious…
It was never meant to last…

They agreed on all the rules…
She begged to play the game…

Yet here they are months later…
And she’s acting so insane…

A real life weirdo stalker…
Following his every move…

All these threats of violence…
Always distorting the truth…

Acting so neurotic…
Far from the full ticket…

Fooled him with her lies…
Bewitched, he fell for it…

She’s just so fucking evil…
And no fun to be around…

He’s lost all his trust in her…
No love here to be found…

He used to dream about her…
Now lies awake in fear…

Where did this go so wrong…
How did they end up here…

This wasn’t meant to happen…
He’s not hers to command…

He’s tried to be so patient…
And tried to understand…

But there it goes again…
The voice inside his head…

Forcing him to tell her…
He wishes she was dead…

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“She’s not so special, so look what you’ve done”…

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She left him feeling…
So very sick inside…

Just walking away…
As something had died…

A flame extinguished…
That was once so strong…

A fire that burned…
But was so very wrong…

And not meant to be…
From the beginning…

All that was left…
Was an inevitable ending…

Leaving him broken…
His heart on the floor…

It felt so painful…
He couldn’t take anymore…

As it led to such anger…
Words of pure hate…

Was this Karma…
Or was it just Fate…

Payback for actions…
That swam against the tide…

And got harder and harder…
No matter how he tried…

Now he’s all alone…
Sat like a teenage fool…

Mind working overtime…
Wondering what to do…

How to move forward…
How to break her spell…

Regain some control…
Escape from his cell…

Where he’s entombed…
Still held in her sway…

It was always one sided…
From the very first day…

And now he’s left feeling…
So very sick inside…

Was she really so special…
Or was it illusion and lies…

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“It always ends the same”…

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Life’s just too short…

To play this game…

Each time I do…

I’m burnt by the flame…

So take your foot…

From off my head…

Allow me to breathe…

And live my life instead…

Of waiting for you…

To give me a sign…

Or show to me…

That you could be mine…

I just can’t keep waiting…

For you to play fair…

Or give me a hint…

That you actually care…

It’s such hard work…

Consumes all my time…

Thinking about you…

Is that such a crime…

Even if that is bad…

I’ll tell you what’s worse…

You infecting me with…

This impossible curse…

A never ending vision…

Cemented into my mind…

Just one perfect moment…

Frozen in space and time…

You knew I’d want more…

Of that there’s no doubt…

So come and find me…

Quietly, no need to shout…

Just come and hold me…

And give me your tongue…

Because this battle has ended…

The war has long been won…

You don’t need to say it…

A simple kiss will do…

So stop playing games…

And let me inside you…

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“I’ve looked at life, from both sides now”…

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She’s been to dark places…
Where the sun never shines…

And the sky is covered over…
By the blackness in her mind…

She’s enjoyed evil thoughts…
Matched by her actions…

She’s hurt those around…
Whilst seeking some distraction…

She’s a version of another…
The person no one else sees…

Like a stealthy secret agent…
A double life she leads…

Taking risks with her life…
Gently loving, yet deceiving…

In the search of something…
To keep her believing…

That there is more to life…
That a truth will be found…

To assist her find the peace…
So she can sleep sound…

And switch off the visions…
That race through her head…

And mute all the voices…
Wishing she’d not said…

Words of bitter cruelty…
The words of pure hate…

Words she can’t take back…
And that didn’t translate…

Into how she’s feeling…
Because she can’t articulate…

The pain that surrounds her…
She fears it’s much too late…

To resolve this situation…
Or ever reclaim her soul…

That’s inked with her crimes…
Now out of all control…

As she sits in dark places…
Where the sun never shines…

And the sky is covered over…
By the black clouds in her mind…

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“Too many shadows, whispering voices”…

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Walking through the city…

Reinventing who I am…

A perfect opportunity…

To be a different man…

Wandering through shadows…

No one even cares…

Who or what I am…

They are totally unaware…

Of the sins I carry…

And the cross I bear…

Nobody ever notices…

No fucker really cares…

It’s a place of total freedom…

For the weird and wise and wrong…

Not a place of judgement…

But a place where I belong…

A sense of shamed community…

For the sinners and the ghosts…

Walking through life’s falling rain…

Never following the signposts…

Always choosing the wrong path…

And straying off into the dark…

But the city will never criticise…

Or make any sly remark…

It embraces all your darkness…

And covers up your sin…

It’s a supernatural place…

Where life’s losers sometimes win…

Where rules are meant for breaking…

Not worrying about tomorrow…

Even lending you an invisible spell…

For anyone who wants to borrow…

So I’m walking through the city…

Reinventing who I am…

Looking out for opportunities…

To become a different man…

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