Here in the Cold Light – Thursday 31st October 1996

Here in the Cold Light

sitting here in the old light
i am amazed by the trail you blaze
such a shooting star as yourself
should be high and far away
to a better place, like tomorrow
why do broken hearted children
play in the old light, in old ways
of sullen pictures that we saw
of games we ran from
the things for which we never get caught
i remember them all
sitting here in the cold light
i hear their call
waiting here in the old light
i am fully aware of my life
i know i am chained to faults
that bring me down
make me a fool, that fools around
but still i remain
committed to my scenes
like i should change things
i will make my mark by leaving this
a written text of growing
the age creeps and it is showing
here in the cold light
here in the old light



More poems at
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com



James Garratt – Thursday 31st October 1996

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