Confusion Part 2
I stood
upon the ancient cliffs
and looked
across stormy seas —
the ones
that foretold my destiny.
I searched
the skyways of my mind
for a place
to set me free.
As I sat
in a cold room,
I asked
the spirit of magic
if their soul
was cleansed.
With a wry smile,
they said:
wait and see.
Distorted images
came from a lonely mind —
taunting me,
coming to life.
I looked inward,
yet still
couldn’t know
wrong from right.
I journeyed
to the edges of the world
to find
a secret place,
to cry
for eternity
and hide
my face.
In my travels,
I met
the god of love —
she,
the very embodiment
of all
that is beautiful.
But her lips
I could not kiss,
for upon her head
was a veil of lace —
a veil
that destiny
could not lift.
James Garratt – December 1992
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https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/category/poems-and-writing-1992/ James Garratt – December 1992
Confusion Part 2 – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
