Drama Drama Everywhere

It seems like no matter what I do drama follows me everywhere. I don't want it and never have separation through parents, cheating on girlfriends, girlfriends leaving to go out with ex-boyfriends. Isn't there anything normal anymore? Aren't we allowed to have a normal life then again what is normal? Is it something that you haven't already being in or is that now classed as boring? Shouldn't we strive for a more meaningful relationship something different, less grief?

An Olive Branch

You know someone has other intentions, when you offer to talk to someone and they start to get defensive. To get to know that person find out what they're like whether you can trust them or not. Or just to see how they are with regards to life, how they're getting on with working where they are or how their recent marriage is going. But when they start to ask questions about why you want to talk to them and start getting all defensive you start asking questions as to why they are. What do they have to hide? What are they trying to accomplish?
Does it all have to be cloak and dagger? Some Shakespearean play?

The Writer

The pain,
The hurt,
Mixed emotions,

The love,
The words,
Set in motion,

The nightmares,
The dreams,
with possibilities,

We set the scene,
and put them down,
For people to see,
inside our minds,

The pen,
The paper,
are laid here for me,
The thoughts and feelings,
are written to see,

Personal,
Heartfelt,
and stories I tell,
Each turn of the page,
is a look inside the shell,

Anger and rage,
You can see it all,
The love,
The pain,
The fantasy,
Some of these stories are true,
and some of them are tall,

All hold a part of me,
So turn a page,
read them all,
I'll put pen to paper,
and write some more.




Copyright © 2011 John Bevan

Be There

Take a look at me,
look through these eyes,
See the pain,
That I've been through,
Then see the reasons why,

Cease the reason to be,
Through the hurt and the lies,
An empty shell remains,
But you say,
you already knew,
As I give out a sigh,

Don't say I told you so,

Don't say that you knew,

Don't wait till it's over,

To say I told you so,

I did it by myself,
I released the pain,
I broke away,
I now feel no hurt,
The wounds,
are now healed,
And just scares remain,
Vowing never to return,
To abuse,
Hell again,

Now I'm free from the torment,
Yet you say you already knew,
Never saying a word,
You just sat there,
and watched,

The pain I went through,
You knew what they were like,
You never said a word,
What do you need,

A BLOODY MIC? 

Listen to the screams,
Hear me cry,
Open my eyes,
and show me why,
If I need someone to talk to,
Whenever your son or daughter needs you,
Don't turn away,
Show that you care,
Be there.






Copyright © 2011 John Bevan

That One Last Breath

I lay in your arms,
and took,
That,
One,
Last,
Breath,
My heart was yours,
As he came,
Death,

I kissed you,
in that,
one,
final,
moment,
Stuck in that scene,
Of a tender moment,

Know that I'll love you,
In life as I will in death,
Forever think of you,
As I take,
my last breath,

I'll watch over you,
Protect you from harm,
And you know I would,
Every day,
hour,
minute,
second,
I'll be there for you,
No matter where,

Just remember,
I love you,
And I'll always be there,
right by your side,
When you think no one cares,

Look up and you'll see me,
One of those stars,
in the sky,
Never to far,
but always there. 
Believe in me,
You'll know who I am.




Copyright © 2011 John Bevan

Turn Around

 I know I'm in your way,
With these words you're not speaking,

There's things you need to say,
secrets you're still keeping,

I know it's not your fault,
Inside my head I'm screaming,

Been down this road before,
and my heart keeps on bleeding,

No! I can't take this anymore,
you're pushing me away,
No! It hurts to the core,

I'm falling deeper each day,
Like life has no meaning,

Turn around,
See these tears in my eyes,

Don't leave now,
Listen to how I feel inside,

Turn around,
I don't want to hide,

As my head looks up to the sky,
for the way I feel inside,

Turn around,
see these tears that I cry,
Don't leave me now,
with the pain I feel inside.






Copyright © 2011 John Bevan

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