The Confusion
the madness creeps in
it has no end
but it knows where to begin
i feel it in my head
tracing ghosts
before i am dead
a millions things i could be
if only they were said
the madness creeps in
and onto us
it so easily clings
look at all the sadness
which it brings
is there no end
to the confusion it brings
James Garratt – January 2008
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The Confusion – Written January 2008 (Aged 32)
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