Request – Written Monday 11th July 1999 (Aged 24)


you request was hollow in my head
i needed holding,
i cannot play our games anymore
the love that should be so deep 
has gone to sleep,
and i am afraid it is no longer there 
of course i do in a way,
but most of all i just care
your request may be your need 
but i need bandages,
when i start to bleed
i have been pushed away 
by a life that i never wanted to stay 
your request,
was everything that is wrong with us
we want two different things
how can we carry on this game 
if we are not sharing the same dream
all we share, is a now rusty bed 

James Garratt - Monday 11th July 1999

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