{"id":2097,"date":"2013-02-08T03:27:06","date_gmt":"2013-02-08T03:27:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2097"},"modified":"2013-02-08T03:27:06","modified_gmt":"2013-02-08T03:27:06","slug":"paul-tristram213","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/paul-tristram213\/","title":{"rendered":"Paul Tristram"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Fed Up &amp; Fucked Up<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Life often gets this way.<br \/>\nNothing is exactly wrong<br \/>\nand things have certainly been worse<br \/>\nyet here it is once again.<br \/>\nThat ache that makes you choke<br \/>\nupon your apathetic self.<br \/>\nThat drumming echoing in your soul.<br \/>\nThe emotional scar tissue, smouldering<br \/>\nas your thoughts darken pitch.<br \/>\nA mine-field of mental question marks???<br \/>\nGhosts from the past swarm<br \/>\nto lie and trick you into believing<br \/>\nthat the future is merely the past<br \/>\nwith different actors each time.<br \/>\nThe only constant is You!<br \/>\nAh, feel the shadow thickening<br \/>\nyou\u2019ve been here many times before,<br \/>\nthe Prison Warden is calling you home.<br \/>\nIt\u2019s tempting to just fall and float<br \/>\nlike a kite without a string<br \/>\nback down those murky corridors of familiarity.<br \/>\nSnap: you break the spell, feel the give<br \/>\nyou are in control of everything.<br \/>\nUp onto your feet, slowly boy<br \/>\nsmile for no reason and about nothing.<br \/>\nMy money\u2019s on you, as always<br \/>\nthe light at the end of the tunnel<br \/>\nis merely the reflection of your heart.<br \/>\nYou have come far, learnt the hard way<br \/>\nbut always learnt well<br \/>\nyour pat on your own back can wait<br \/>\nbut it\u2019s coming, it really is.<br \/>\nJust surviving is today\u2019s battle<br \/>\nand you just took a left field corner<br \/>\nwith that great and fantastic smile.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who now lives on the Southern coast of Britain, has poems, short stories and sketches published in many publications around the world, he yearns to tattoo porcelain bridesmaids instead of digging empty graves for innocence at midnight,<br \/>\nthis too may pass, yet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fed Up &amp; Fucked Up Life often gets this way. 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