  | Peter Mitchell
My name is Peter Mitchell, born Ashford, Middlesex in 1978. At the age of 16 I came to live in N. Ireland, Currently residing in Belfast. I write poems whenever inspiration hits me although in truth it seems they write themselves. I love to write when I can. I enjoy the poems of Wilfred Owen, Siegfried Sassoon, Robert Browning and Seamus Heaney. I also find the lyrics of the Arctic monkeys and Reverend and the Makers amongst others help to ignite my passion for writing. |
Blind and Confused by Peter Mitchell | I got blocked by a feeling that just wouldn't go away
When it comes it takes over and I'm sure it's here to stay
There's nothing I can do, I don't wanna leave my bed
The only explanation is a demon in my head. My thoughts can never help me when I'm stranded in the mist
And alcohol just blinds me but the fog it still exists
It hasn't gone away you know, It's always part of me
It's hard to stumble blind towards a light i cannot see.
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