Bloomfield's Lullaby. To Bloomfield now we go to see the sunlight bare, And crack across the pavement of the blue sky. To see light drool on a cottage with table and chair, Beaming glint and glaze from a warm pot of comfort. Peace: whistles of the wind, Racing through the silent craggy land. Buttercups knock heads on windows and doors, Nothing stirs this drowsy house.

Splintered Leave me damp and dark, Leave me to rust, Leave me in this empty box. Sure take my profits, Exploit my weakness, Leave me for stone. But, don't expect this gold to shine, Once you've caked me in the mud from your shoes. You were always the parasite, Use me up and leave a cave, Where you've worn away at my ragged heart, Naked in the spotlight. I moulded to fit you. We grew around each other, But as you said: "Spring came and man needs his chair" Ouch.

Salutations! Hey guys! Thanks for all the likes recently. I'm absolutely shocked that I went up 500 places in rank, under 24 hours as well! I'm surprised anyone even bothers reading the garble I come out with! I've really regained my confidence to keep writing more material because of the support and reaction to my work. Thanks again you lovely people of Opuss. You are awesome. Keep smiling CJStagg.

Gramophone Swooped slap Brush Brush Crackety-crackle Fizz. Pierce my wrinkles Hear me roar. We're going in circles, Round and round. I listened I listened I listened Did you listen? "The same white noise" He claimed he was borrowed. "The same white lies" I knew he was stolen. Crack. Split. Shatter. Thick, black, broken mirrors screaming guilt. I've got a collection.

The National Anthem Chest caging In and out Breath raging Poisoned pout. Jarred faces Spread on dead Fizzing paces Twinkling red. You try and try Pick and pull Crying dry Hallowed full. Deafening light Letters bold The blinding fight Name is gold.