it’s our time again
bedtime and night time
humble words from a strange mind
Category: Poems September 1997
Every Little Moment – Written Tuesday 9th September 1997 (Aged 22)
upstairs i hear the floorboards creak
meanwhile downstairs,
i am stuck with my thoughts
and i know they dare not speak
Just As It Seems – Written September 1997 (Aged 22)
i mapped out –
my unchartered feelings
just so i could –
change my monostatic view
Aspirin For My Headache – Written Monday 9th September 1997 (Aged 22)
writing is the aspirin
and it’s not me being pretentious
it’s part of the conscious
the subconscious and all that
Just Stay There And Smile – Written Tuesday 9th September 1997 (Aged 22)
goodbye to the music –
they played on the radio –
for a week and a bit
now life returns to normality
Late Night Thinkers – Written Tuesday 9th September 1997 (Aged 22)
but it is okay,
you can talk to me
talk to me,
as i slowly fall asleep
Without You – Written September 1997 (Aged 22)
Without You without you, without you nothing seems near nothing but fear and a longing to be somewhere else where … More
Best Times Still Intact – Written September 1997 (Aged 22)
Best Times Still Intact stood up, but do not get down they cannot you all the time my best times … More
A Moment Of Madness – Written Friday 12th September 1997 (Aged 22)
leaving me in a maze
and i know,
that was a chance come and gone
very much like a dimly lit sun
As You Please – Written Monday 13th September 1997 (Aged 22)
as you please
because it means nothing to you
then it means little help me
