An Ambiguous Tale

"The Feeling Of Nothing At All" By: Brendan Cadman  I can't escape this feeling, this feeling of nothing at all. And I'm falling in,  falling into the deep black abyss. And all I want, baby all I want is to feel you again. I drive down to the ocean side, up the pacific high going 95. Outstretched arm flying in the wind, past whipping cars, not raising a hair on my skin.   I step outside digging my toes in the sand, as the holes around my feet cave in. Wading into the dark blue, with the water up to my waist,  floating there patiently for you. But you're nowhere to be found, as I slowly start to drown.  I can't escape this feeling, this feeling of nothing at all. And I'm falling in,  falling into the deep black abyss. And all I want, baby all I want is to feel you again. Just as I lose my final breath, the liquid drains from around my lips. Slamming down the glass mug on the counter top, from the last stinging and inebriati

"He" By: Brendan Cadman He wants to let down the walls, he's built around his heart, but the ever watchful sentinel at the top of his post, can not make out what awaits him outside, between the malevolent barbarians and weary travelers, looking for a place that they can call home. He wants to be the person he sees, when he looks outside dark office windows, in the deep trance of wishful daydreams.  In the dim light of cozy pubs, he drowns his inhibitions in a flowing river, of burning whiskey and coldhearted ale,  to make him feel like the person he,  thinks that the other drunken patrons want him to be. But in the blinding light of the early morning, he can't remember the person he had become.  He's been burnt by the fire, of past mistakes and miscalculations, because he's only human just like you man. He covers the scars of fresh wounds, on his arms with long black sleeves, as he looks for ways to mend them.    He yearns to spea