i have got nervous hands
a touch of a searcher
and half my mind in foreign lands
Category: Poems June 1997
What Comes Around – Written Sunday 29th June 1997 (Aged 22)
two weeks,
of not hearing your voice –
piercing my madness
and lifting me up –
in the middle of sadness
God How I Hate It – Written June 1997 (Aged 22)
god how i hate it
when it is bedroom time
time to lie down
and not feel so fine
If You Are Lonely – Written Sunday 29th June 1997 (Aged 22)
you, you, you –
that is all i hear
you claim to be creative
but i do not believe that you see
The Not Knowing – Written Sunday 29th June 1997 (Aged 22)
The Not Knowing life is alright – for the not knowing the wealthy – and never growing basically – all … More
What Goes On For Me – Written June 1997 (Aged 22)
What Goes On For Me what goes on for me now i am hitting the road and as a single … More
Mixed Up People We Are – Written Wednesday 25th June 1997 (Aged 22)
i cannot find much comfort
in cold stark reality
but i am well kept
in strange fantasies
Freckles – Written June 1997 (Aged 22)
and i mean,
not too small
she had dimples and freckles
but isn’t life so cruel
Coffee Break – Written June 1997 (Aged 22)
paranoia breaks you down
and it is on my back,
like some kind of animal
some big dinosaur, something strange
Fixing Me Up – Written Tuesday 24th June 1997 (Aged 22)
fixing me up
with your softly softly approach
you know,
i am shy in the corner
