Walking my own path

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If there’s a judgement forming?
Then just fucking don’t
An attempt to label who I am?
Well it just fucking won’t
You really think you’re helping here?
You couldn’t be more wrong
Your just filling my gaps with your own views
Putting them where they don’t fucking belong
Please don’t use your standards
To judge the things I do
I don’t necessarily march along
To the same beat of the drum as you
Your World, and mine, are not the same
They turn at their own pace
To find their paths to what will be
It’s not a fucking race
So now I’ll struggle forwards
Try to follow my own lead
Through this thorny uncertainty
You cultured from your seed
I will take your judgement
And what you think you know
And even though it weighs me down?
I just won’t let it show
So get off your moral high horse
Try to see things from down here
Then before you make assumptions
Don’t just listen.. Try to hear
I won’t try to meet your challenge
Play your game and toe your line
Because although you think it’s the only way?
That’s your opinion ……… Not fucking mine

Billy 16/9/16

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The End of King Stagnation

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It’s looking grim
I’d been kidding myself on I was still reasonably slim
You know? A few press ups for a couple of weeks and I’d be right back in trim
But I’ve just walked past the mirror …. And saw HIM!!!

Shit the years haven’t been kind
It looks like every event on my face has been heavily underlined
Did I not see this coming?.. I mean what was I? Blind?
Did I not see my fairest of all skins, turning into a rind

Time I made a change
But gotta keep it realistic, keep it in my range
Keep it simple and straightforward, nothing freaky, nothing strange
A simple plan of action should be easy to arrange

Re-find my inner glow
Find it’s source, remove the block and let it flow
Find the negatives that held me back, cast them free and let them go
Find the me I’m trying to find, and put him back out there on show

Just got to keep it real
Just do the best I can and get both hands back on the wheel
Put the time in, do the distance, stick to my end of the deal
Be honest to myself, and feel the best that I can feel

I think I’m on the mend
I think I’ve reached a point where I can call myself a friend
The fact I’m standing up for me shows just what I intend
Oh sad old King Stagnation’s reign is coming to an end

Billy 08/04/15

No More Fighting Shadows

Pic. by Mizth

Pic. by Mizth

Tomorrow I’m starting again
All this emotional shite I’ve been fighting?
From now on it’s being put to the pen
It can form some new verse, rhythmic and deep
And I can bury it deep in the ‘then’

As if life could just be so breezy
I’d be able to switch off the burning flame inside
Just once, sleep without the usual feeling queasy
Life doesn’t work like that, but it’s always worth a try
They say nothing worthwhile comes easy

Who knows there could be some insight
Some fragments of an inner truth that opens up a door
Allowing shadows long hid to spill and be devoured by the light
Cleansed by illumination, wielding clarity like a blade
Demons exorcised by rapier rays so bright

It’s all in the watching eyes though
Being out in the open can only draw their gaze
Fear dancing in the eyes of those who cannot know
I can only do this if let myself be seen
And allow my Demons to be right out there on show

Can I ever find my own special place?
Where courage feeds the deepest soul’s desires
And I have the strength to fill my rightful space
Can I really fight the stigma that besets me?
And stand and stare it down, face to face

I’ll forgive you if you think I’m rather strange
I’d be thinking something similar if it wasn’t my own life
And I’d witnessed such a variable range
Now the question that I ask is “will you help me?”
That’s the only way that we will get society to change

19/03/15 Billy

Out of Adversity

 

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Have you ever felt the beat of a gambler’s heart?
Felt the pulse begin to quicken, as the race comes to an end?
Have you ever known the passion of a lover?
Or the pain of love’s departure as your heart begins to rend

Have you ever tried to stand up to the “system”
With righteous cause, and pride in faith, this bough will never bend
Did you ever think you’d just end up a victim?
Another sad statistic caused by economic trend

Do you wish you had the right to point a finger?
Judging those around you for the misery life sends
Do you think this right would make you any stronger?
Or maybe that such rights could be a way to make amends?

Do you ever want to shake the world around you?
Show them all the darkness, pain and sorrow that impends
Then show them that we need to work together
And show them how to treat each other, so no one offends

Have you ever felt despair and hope’s abandon?
Witnessing the changes, losing that which we depend
Have you ever thought you’ve reached beyond your limits?
Having given all emotion, now there’s nothing left to spend

Have you ever thought of reaching out to others?
Challenge them to look within, if they’ve a hand to lend
I can only hope and dream one day we wake up
And turn this world around then we can help society mend

Billy 18/02/15

You Don’t Have To Like Me!!!

 

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I’m trying to come across as angry
But laughing like a twat up my sleeve
I’m trying to sound all serious
As if any of you fuckers would believe

I’m trying to make a valid point here
And educate the selectively blind
Trying to open-up their eyes to the crap
And rub their faces, in what we find

I’m taking this one for the greater good
Let them throw what they have in my face
Then instead of the flurry of insults and shit
I’ll shame them with honour and grace

I’m very much a creature of language
And happy to stand by my use of it’s tools
Why should I temper my outburts
To accommodate someone else’s rules

It just makes me piss when I see it
And will not change the man that I am
If I did try to be what you wanted
Then my own life would be but a sham

So anyway, what I am trying to say
Is that no matter how loud your cry
I will not be the person you’re seeking
And I’m not even going to try 😀

Billy 17/02/15

New Beginnings

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I’ve had enough of this society lark, so I’m getting the fuck out
It’s just not working as things stand, so fuck it I’m building my own
I don’t expect it to be easy, but it has to be better than this
The way I plan on kicking things off will set my future’s tone

There won’t be any politics, well not of the kind we know now
Parties will be a thing of the past, and have no place, or sway
Allowing us to live for each other, and guide without bias or greed
With a system in place, where leaders in their fields, have an equal say

I’m pushing for an ideal, a place where ego and powerlust will fade
Where those in the know can speak up, a place where conscience is key
No one who wants the power to rule, will even be let in the gate
Where decisions are made with the clarity needed for every person to see

One day we will be enlightened, when we realise we can’t eat our wealth
When we choke on the damage we’re doing, we’re killing our very own air
I’m planning my route to this future, I just need the world to catch up
You’re all welcome aboard, there is only one rule.. You had better be willing to share

I’m not against making a profit, we’re not talking communist here
I just expect those who are making, to give back in the way of taxation
You’ll find greed is the root of most issues, affecting this country of ours
If we can kill greed in this vision of mine, we can rebuild this crumbling Nation

Billy 16/02/15

Silver Memories

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The cup’s empty
It was once a symbol of triumph
But now it’s an empty chalice
It once shone with pride
Fit to grace the finest Palace
But now, battered and tarnished
Taking up a space
A reminder of another man
A man full of passion and grace
A victim of passing time
The oldest and greatest sinner
Crumbling heroes
Once I felt a winner
The cup was never full
It was always just a token
A sign of times gone by
And memories re-awoken
The cup’s empty
But it never used to be
It used to mean something
And it always will to me

Billy 07/02/15