I Was Not Ready to Say Goodbye (Originally Untitled) – Written April 2012

I Was Not Ready to Say Goodbye

no one could know,
how,
i have tried to steal myself away
and rage,
scream and shout
and cry
i was not ready to say goodbye
i was not ready –
to deal with a chancer
trying to court my goodwill
but i am no dancer
dancing shoes are in the wardrobe
along,
with summer clothes
i ache,
and for no reason, pains appear –
in my chest
i try my best
but i am short –
curt and to the point
and i apologise
but, oh, if you could know this pain
how i find myself
left for dead in memory lane
reliving fractured thoughts
over and over again



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James Garratt – April 2012