Doubts Are Powerful 

The poison that lurks within your thoughts 

Slowly making my heart cease to beat

You stand there falsely distraught

As I slowly unwind us back to zero

I see through your eyes

As you smile and say I love you

A brother a father or just someone else

What you want isn’t me

And so I smile try and doubt furiously

Living a life in a live stream

Hearing my own words said back to me

And you can only be kind while you hope I leave

yet somehow you’re better than most

Sometimes I doubt whether you and I are even here

Finding out would shroud me in total fear

Yet I hope someday to find

You and I cannot be unbound

My heart will start ticking again

Because baby you gave me life hope and dreams.

This is the best I can do

Be it not enough for you

I try my best for you and only you

All that I do

I want it to be you

Please don’t hurt me

Don’t let me be weak

© Alex Turner 2018

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Blue Blood

His once blue-blooded veins now flow with vodka,

He walks down the roadside,

Only seeing lovers entwined,

Fingers, thumbs,

Interwoven with an ivy vine,

Street lamps pulsating revivifying electricity,

Reviving lost memories of brighter times,

Seeds of despair and regret,

Blooming in the cage of his mind.

 

© Alex Turner 2016

Stone Dry Plains

All we are.

Stone dry plains.

All we could be,

Never to be.

Sitting.

Crouching.

Standing.

Slouching.

Slipping.

Falling away.

© Alex Turner 2015

Lost hearts, Last Loves

Lost eyes.

Never to see you with.

Lost soul.

Never to feel you with.

Lost love.

Last love.

We try to fill the voids with inadequate substitutes.

Our solutions remain never resolute.

A million transparent fish in the sea.

A million lonely lost souls farthest away from it.

Lost hearts.

© Alex Turner 2015

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