The Verge – Written Tuesday 14th April 2002 (Aged 27)

The Verge 

on the verge 
of tears 
of a hill 
well i broke down 
and still they did not seem real 
talked about consequence 
and differences
and the changes that had gone on 
put in a dreadful position 
why was i the one?
stress and pills
tablets with no frills
breakdowns and shakedowns
measure the country's ills 
being strong for you 
yet i cannot be strong for myself
leaving rooms 
but thankfully not shelves 
on the verge
of repression 
of tears and depression 
of retribution 
and all those lonely years

James Garratt - Tuesday 16th April 2002 

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