Maybe
maybe –
i was more in touch with my feelings –
when i was young
maybe –
i lived every moment
like the young –
and often cruel idiot i was
i lived in bubbles –
and clichés
because i knew no other way
and it protected me
from the insecure unwell person i was
i could have stuck by
one, ‘girl’
and here we would be many years later
maybe… maybe not…
i know i was just a teenager
who had been fatally wounded
and for years
i staggered around
and lurched from each, ‘drama’
quite obviously bleeding to death
it is hard
not to regret actions
when faced with written evidence
that your intelligence had an obvious subtraction
James Garratt – Monday 3rd May 2021
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https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/2020/01/08/the-boy-behind-the-glasses-an-introduction/
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https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/category/poems-and-writing-2021/
Maybe – Written Monday 3rd May 2021 (aged 46)
