i would get out
if it were with you
if we just stopped
playing this game
Category: Poems October 1997
Imagine Crying – Written Monday 20th October 1997 (Aged 22)
and it is no joke,
to wander amongst the desolation
of the feelings that you broke
All The Right Words – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
i have got all the right words
to make a person smile
i will see you monday
Times Of Strange Play – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
was it when it when we crossed to the other side
before,
we we has physically died
how we grew,
how our minds expanded and nearly blew
A New Destination – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
still a kid on the inside
still wondering why it is we are alive
and still haven’t found divine inspiration
just some civil legislation
They Don’t Drink Martini – Written Monday 13th October 1997 (Aged 22)
they don’t drink martini
gin, vodka or even coke
they’re never caught swearing
or telling a risqué joke
I Don’t Remember You – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
i don’t remember you
you are talking to me but I just don’t remember
this wouldn’t be so bad,
if this was the first time it had happened
Rusting Away – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
deep inside you are rusting away
it’s those tears
the ones not shown on the surface
the ones that run deep inside
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 