I wrote this poem over the Christmas period...

A disturbed spirit haunts the halls of,
My old...now deserted school...

Ten years on,
I still hear tales...

Venture with me into the realm
Of the human mind...

** About my Life **
It's about time I told the truth...

Welcome to the neon dystopia,
Where the streets pulse with a blinding light...

Tonight's the night
To fade away to...

The wind blew crisp this winter morning.
Reflections of the amber lights glowed everywhere...

You want to be with me?
Or do you want to be with him...

Washed away are my dreams,
They didn't want to come true it seems...

I know I haven't been
The best son in the world...

His wallet containing four hundred pounds,
Blasting in his ear, Hip Hop sounds...