Well, here's mine anyway. It needs a title(hate obvious ones!). Would normally have one, but I'm struggling through tiredness! Going hospital, so will leave it you. Will consider any, if any suggestions come.
If not, I'll just have to think of one... eventually! C'est la Vie!
Those halcyon days he played his part
Amongst tattooed sleeves of well-worn Heart,
Those voices lost in tribal screams,
Invested hopes and carried Dreams,
From lofty highs, cerulean seas of art.
That resplendent age of days depart,
Where he was ‘we’, not young upstart,
“You’re one of us!” oh how it seems,
Back in those halcyon days.
In mirrors, skin of truth impart,
Those days of yore and legion thwart,
To this deception craving reams,
His stygian hull fear in stranger gleams,
And heavy heart weighs down his cart amongst
Those halcyon days.