An Adult Graveyard – Written November 1995 (Aged 20)

An Adult Graveyard

i looked inside your head
i saw your friends
and they all looked dead
losing the plot
where is the thread?
i wondered why they had lied to me
i wanted to believe in their adult world
i tried, i really did
but in the end it came to nothing
and i realise they felt the same too
it must mean something
but i realised that they knew
when i looked inside
i realise what they can make of us
rarely is it the best
rarely, for ourselves, it is enough
perhaps i was to full of hope
wanting far too much

More poems and writing and stuff at

James Garratt – November 1995

I am a 40 something sometime writer. I live in the South West of the UK but originally I am from Essex.

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