Crimson_Woad : Writing

Finite Instructions

Finite Instructions

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


Finite InstructionsFinite instructions To an endless mind A type of self destruction Words dicatated by unseen A mistrustful society Was this what it ..
Sometimes Up/Down

Sometimes Up/Down

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


Sometimes Up/DownSometimes i'm up Sometimes i'm down Sometimes i'm smiling Othertimes i'll frown Sometimes i'll win Sometimes i'll lose Sometimes i'll..
The Chains are Imaginary

The Chains are Imaginary

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


The Chains are ImaginaryI cannot be free from my imprisonment, my mind Corners and unforgiving halls of shame i can find. I am trapped to my fears, be..
Burn the Rubber

Burn the Rubber

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


Burn the RubberMaking money off the stupid Railway sleepers, gulliable men The government is controlled Wars to which we all send Burn the rubber and ..
Sitting at the Crossroad

Sitting at the Crossroad

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


Sitting at the CrossroadSitting at the crossroad Carrying the chip in my shoulder From carrying the heavy loads Take it from me it's not right A cruel..
Drowning in Society

Drowning in Society

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


Drowning in SocietyPretending the world is on my shoulders Falling through the cracks If I keep sticking to this pathway It's gonna break my back Drag..
A Persona

A Persona

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


A Persona?Am i falling asleep Or waking up Am i dreaming Or realising reality Things and objects They seem so real Yet when i touch them The sensation..
Gums in the Wind

Gums in the Wind

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


Gums in the WindGums in the wind Cracking and swaying Perhaps a bit violent But just saying River under the bridge Where the bed is the floor Parts fl..
Least I Tried

Least I Tried

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


Least I Triedwhat i seeis what i percievenow tell me whyi should believe?lies have been toldto young and oldyet you cry a seanothing now to holdguilt ..
Standing at the Back

Standing at the Back

A Poem by Crimson_Woad


Standing at the BackStanding at the back Where I've always been Always watching quietly Never to be seen Who am I here The wall in the frame? Will I s..