Tonic For The Mind – Written Tuesday 5th December 1995 (Aged 20)

Tonic For The Mind

I was watching the time
as the mirror hung in the hall.
My mind was tedious,
and my pride so small.

Catching the minutes as they flew by,
wishing to be like the clouds,
wanting to fly.

Here I’ll sit and wonder,
imagining my thoughts are a treasure
that I can gleefully plunder.

I hold no money to buy presents;
I can only sit here and waste time.
I can only hold onto my sentence —
the words I have put on hold.

I’ll just scratch away at the dirt;
just don’t leave me to become old.

Another minute gone is another minute over.
I need a tonic for my mind —
something to happily spend my time.

James Garratt – Tuesday 5th December 1995

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