Spilt – Written November 1994 (Aged 19)


not too many tears spilt
not enough –
so that the world will fill up
it will stop
before it all ends
and you will hold the hands
of all your forever friends
no one ever feels –
quite there
and so many times
i have stood and stared –
at the window of life
and wondered why
because, really,
nothing appeals
how much do they cost to buy
all those options
and how do you feel
tell me, is it unreal?

James Garratt – November 1994

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