Who Are We? – Most Likely Written December 1993 (Aged 18)

Who Are We?

just being alone,
with no one around—
it’s scary.

just wondering who you are
in the middle of your journey—
it’s scary.

questioning your sanity,
running really far,
faster than any sports car—
it’s scary.

keep running,
keep hiding,
if that’s how you’re surviving.

i am like a startled fox,
blinded by headlights—
on the highway,
in the dark night.

i watch you crouch and cower,
your frame reduced.
are you alright?

i know you’re scared.
scared no one will ever care,
scared because you don’t know
who is there.

but you stay with us—
you talk and chatter,
pretending
nothing is the matter.

yet you cannot hide the pain;
it’s etched upon your face—
always the same,
your mind caught
in that mad place.

every life—
a padded cell,
a living hell,
where lies are normality,
and you dream
of a perfect reality,
one free of insanity.

suddenness is change.
change is chance—
a cruel game.

but i know you’re beaten,
running from the pain.
turn and face it—
you will beat it.

don’t try to be so strong;
the pain will win inside—
but you’ve got to survive.

James Garratt – December 1993

This is really early on my writing it reads and feels very young. It’s a writing pad I was using for college, along with a few others. I’ve titled the writing pad, ‘James Words and Thoughts’. I think this hints to my early reasoning for writing, it was just to put my thoughts down. There’s no mention or idea of writing, ‘poetry’, I know that came later. I hadn’t yet got into the habit of buying writing pads and writing in them, that would start in 1994. From early 1992, it’s scraps here and there.

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