It Felt Like…
it felt like..
dad like too much to drink
that mum
was too fond of the brink
it felt like…
that i liked to think
yet i knew,
it never did me any good
i just made my own asylum
out of false dreams and driftwood
it felt like…
that it was you who got the answer
an then decided –
that you did not want to say
it felt like…
a coward with one hell of a price to pay
James Garratt – Sunday 26th March 2006
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It Felt Like… – Written Sunday 26th March 2006 (Aged 31)
