i do not miss the strangers
but i miss you
and the danger
that is what i do
Category: Poems and Writing 1996
Show Your Face – Saturday 2nd November 1996
when you run, you do not hide
show your way
in the things you have crafted
that lived yesterday
Here in the Cold Light – Thursday 31st October 1996
i will make my mark by leaving this
a written text of growing
the age creeps and it is showing
You Play It Like You See It (originally untitled) – Wednesday 30th October 1996
clambering over their fears
you do it like you feel it
you know what is real
and what is oh so pretend
Changes Into Stars – Wednesday 30th October 1996
sitting here with ourselves
we are reminded by the cold weather
that are few others
Untitled Piece from October 1996
some people get too near
i am needing to get things done
it is about time we went away
or remade this day
Destruction Comes – Wednesday 30th October 1996
i thought it was special
the feeling i felt in what i adore
but destruction it was
that was the disguise it wore
This Child – Sunday 27th October 1996
this child is fun
but this child wants you
and you want to run
this child is asking please
don’t you ever leave
Untitled Piece – October 1996
i found everything
but lost my mind
this is real hurt
shutting me out
to shut yourself off
Real Stuff – Sunday 27th October 1996
i know what is there
you have coloured your hair
but sarcasm seeps through
and i watch you stare
