Within Myself – Written March 1995 (Aged 20)

Within Myself

Coming home in the pouring rain,
listening to some music —
I am all alone again.

But I have got a letter from you,
so I read it in my mind,
and soon I have got thoughts of you —
the ones I like to find.

Listen to the world,
busy on its own.
Putting on the kettle —
time for some sweet tea.

Here I am, face to face with myself,
and it is just me.
I am left looking within myself.

I listen as the phone rings;
it is her on the end of the line.
I do not want to listen
as she tells me about things.

I turn away to the letter by my side;
I lose myself within myself
and start to read lines
that make me glad to be alive.

Soon she is gone,
and I am all alone again —
me, within my own life.

She would love to be with me,
but I would not love to be with her.

And although the letter speaks of love,
it is not the passionate sort
that she wants to share.

James Garratt – March 1995

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