by Chris Duncan | Jun 7, 2010 | Poetry
My Brother is a fireman, brave and true If you are in trouble they will come and help you Taking risks to finish the job right Working endlessly sometimes through the night Very proud of him my folks and I are Dedicated and committed he will go far Already a driver...
by Chris Duncan | Jun 7, 2010 | Poetry
From the darkest depths of night, Sleepless, but tired, try as you might, From the darkest depths of your mind, You look, but Oblivion you will not find, Sometimes I am awake, near through the night. Deeply you look into your soul, A few hours, that is your goal,...
by Chris Duncan | Jun 7, 2010 | Poetry
I’m the laughing clown, With tears running down his face, Beneath the mask in its place, The sorrow felt, there is no trace. I’m the one with all the humour, Making people laugh, out of stupor, The self loathing, who would wonder, Eating away, deep inside,...
by Chris Duncan | Jun 7, 2010 | Poetry
I find myself drawn to the depth, How often is it I have wept, Deep in the abyss, where there is no light, I am alone floating down through perpetual night, No one can help, my descent out of control, The pressure fills me, crushes my soul, Lost in thought, lonely in...
by Chris Duncan | Jun 7, 2010 | Poetry
Some nights I don’t sleep or slumber, Try as I might I cannot go under, Awake I stay, contemplating things, Until my alarm clock stirs and dings, Some nights I am still up late, Not being able to sleep is something I Hate, If only I had a job which allowed me to be,...
