The Beginning of the End
she casts a spell
it draws me in
makes life a dream
i fold,
i have no control
she says everything
i have nothing left to say
she always leads the way
she always knows what to do
looking after me
she is the prison officer
but i am no so sure i want to be free
i am not so sure i want to be away
it is up to her,
she takes control
i am just too young
not that she is too old
she can use me
till i am all shot through
life can be hard
she can make it seem easy
she can do anything
i am falling into her spell
the excitement is real
i am so scared
but i know how i feel
i am a non swimmer in at the deep end
she is real,
and she can be more than a friend
is this the beginning,
the beginning of the end?
James Garratt – 1994
More poems at
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More poems from 1994 here
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The Beginning of the End – Written Tuesday 15th February 1994 and October 1994 (Aged 18/19)
