Shaun Barrett's Poems

How Young I Am

Shaun Barrett — Thu, 11 Jun 2009 21:10:37 +0000

How young i am;
When i look back,
See the way i felt,
See how wrong i was.
I was never really wrong.
Misunderstood.
It was a search for myself;
What a search it was.
Will i be forever searching?
Or will i be forever wondering
wondering wondering;
As new people come.
As old people go.
In and out of my life.
I feel the hands of fate
Pulling me one way:
Then pulling me the other.
Yet still i look back,
See how old i was,
And how young i am.

Judgement

Shaun Barrett — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 23:06:15 +0000

i remember the days
days of mud and army men
days where you really could tell anyone anything
wouldnt matter what they thought
there was no judgement or disaproval
no lies or complaints
everyone was free
i judged myslef the other day
after a few movies
watched wish i was films
seems strange from another persons view
people are so quick to judge
wish i was back there
wish i could wake up
in a differnt person or place
judgment can be a crul thing
can really hit the bone
it hit mine, pressure
been depressed
no point in lying
maybe people do change
thats means i’m wrong
maybe i was the one who needed to learn
judgements hit me so much
questioning my own poetry
tierd of putting on this face
11.58 im not sleep nor wake
realy in the zone
confused and alone
this is deffintly my worst
so scrappy and unheard
judgement again
no one will really understand
not even me, i cant understand my own feelings
how can i say i can help others
this has gone on long enough
i remeber the days of rebirth

More To The Picture

Shaun Barrett — Thu, 28 May 2009 16:34:41 +0000

Theres more to the picture
then meets the eye
when you think
its all fine
somthing will scare you
deep from suprise
and i used to think i knew so much
but whatever happend
thought you could learn your mistakes
but whatever happend
i thought i was strong
i knew i was right
i know i’m wrong
has it really all gone?
life was a dream
before i met your eyes
but lifes only a picture
once you’ve seen the lies
theres more to the picture
then meets the eye.

Mind Of Destiny

Shaun Barrett — Thu, 28 May 2009 15:49:56 +0000

To everyone she’s fine

herself she’s blind

another poisioned mind

how i wish she was mine

now thats out of line

running out of time

drift away

drift away!

what do you want to be?

who do you want to be?

live free !

mind of destiny.

Love Kills Us

Shaun Barrett — Thu, 28 May 2009 15:16:04 +0000

My friend lost his life

lost to a love

love that will punish forever

and deep sinking pain

pierces the heart scars forever

is it worth the ride?

when scars stick and love dies

love is filled with empty promises

over used lies, false compliments

yet were all so foolish

belive that this is what we need

we live we die and love kills us

will you die for me?

The Killers Caught

Shaun Barrett — Sun, 24 May 2009 22:38:59 +0000

The Killers caught
someone saw him he thought
body turned up wet
has no time for regret
police asked why
just a wink of an eye
he lies in the cell
wishes of a god to tell
Killer will be there for a bit
he’ll be dead in one hit

The Killer Sails

Shaun Barrett — Sun, 24 May 2009 22:29:44 +0000

The killer sails
throws the details
boats moving too slow
pitch black although
body lying on the deck
pick him up one last check
over he goes, glad that’s it
thinks it’s time better quit
a year has past
he survived the blast?

Nothing Ever Changes

Shaun Barrett — Sun, 24 May 2009 22:05:43 +0000

They’ll never understand
nothing changes
they’ll never learn
nothing changes
people, places
nothing changes
hopes, dreams
nothing changes
you can lie
nothing changes
you can sure try
but nothing changes

The Days

Shaun Barrett — Sun, 24 May 2009 22:01:03 +0000

A call in the morning
is a waking
or a warning
your time is counting
breath deep my friend
get up
a day begins
not to short
not to long
another one is soon to come
the days are rough
the days are tough
will you arrive
will you survive
the nights here
you dissapear
your falling
it’s falling
a waking?
or a warning?

Peace At Last

Shaun Barrett — Thu, 21 May 2009 22:10:22 +0000

When did you arrive?
i missed the turning
life’s gift?
nothing but an earning
lost treasure
you promised me wine
spring not soon
have heart
for tonight we dine
are you following?
are you in time?
ah peace at last
finally a sense that laughs.