Journeys – Written September 2002 (Aged 27)


this is one trek i make alone
no love, no friendship
will add flesh to my bones
this is one trek i make alone
this area of darkness
remains illuminated by things
that should illuminate our lives
i tried talking it through,
of course i have tried
this is one of those journeys
that we make alone
that no one else will ever understand
these are the parts of our lives
where we wander around looking for hands
there will be no end, no beginning
no losing, no goal, no winning
it is what happened to me
and it will always leave me alone
i can only summarise that’s how its meant to be

James Garratt – September 2002

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