Painting Pictures in My Mind
You have been talking to me,
painting pictures in my mind
without anything to say.
I do not know why I bothered today.
I hope there was some paint.
I couldn’t be anyone else,
so I have been wondering what to do.
You have been speaking to me,
but I wonder why I listened to you.
Words seem to be mixed up
when you are trying to work things out.
Decisions have to be made,
but I do not know what it is about.
I can walk around thinking all I like,
but it will just get me down,
and inside I will fight —
forever in turmoil,
always in darkness and thinking of light.
James Garratt – March 1995
More poems at
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/
More about this blog, The Boy Behind the Glasses, here
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/2020/01/08/the-boy-behind-the-glasses-an-introduction/
More poems from 1995 here
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/category/poems-and-writing-1995/
Painting Pictures in My Mind – Written March 1995 (Aged 20)
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 