Wherever We Fall
i fell into…
wherever we fall into
when the invitation arrives
for a speciality ball
i get caught up –
in an endless tug of war
my eyes were weary
and my hands could not take anymore
i fell into…
wherever we fall into
when you let go
and tumble down the hall
i was searching at a local tip
my lights were on,
but every fuse had started to trip
i fell into..
where we fall into
when an army of angels shout out
but you never respond to their call
i get caught up –
in fighting tooth and nail
but my body was sunk into the bed
and as i lay there,
heat warming colours filled up my head
James Garratt – October 2023
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Wherever We Fall – Written October 2023 (Aged 48)
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