relationships let you live
but they also let you die
it seems it can hurt
to reach out and find the sky
relationships, always complex
Category: Poems and Writing 1999
Two Weeks – Written Saturday 20th November 1999 (Aged 24)
as i sit here,
passing through the night
words could be such a comfort
but these are brutal, as sharp as a knife
My Social Calendar – Written Tuesday 7th December 1999 (Aged 24)
my social calendar is a joke
dreams burn in the garden
i choke on the smoke
relationships still bear no relation –
to any sense of normality
Receive – Written Saturday 20th November 1999 (Aged 24)
to be loved
you have to learn to love
others and yourself
you cannot expect it all
Intangible – Written Tuesday 7th December 1999 (Aged 24)
i thought the other day,
and i recalled your voice
the accent so familiar
the words so similar
Want to Sleep – Written Saturday 20th November 1999 (Aged 24)
i know that you will not wake with me
and i am so scared that i will wake –
and reach for you –
but you will not be there
Alien – Written Saturday 20th November 1999 (Aged 24)
i look at people
they are so close
but when i look deep
right into their eyes
i know they are faraway
Untouchable – Written Saturday 4th December 1999 (Aged 24)
holding tight, feels all right
temptation is hard to resist
remembering your goodbye kiss
the compliments you paid
can lead to so many complications
There is a Space – Written Saturday 20th November 1999 (Aged 24)
ten hours on this aeroplane
eyes red,
eyes so sore
from tears shed
and still, i could cry some more
Feel Numb – Written Saturday 20th November 1999 (Aged 24)
disembodied voices
not connected to the people
that i see
i could have held forever
i could have held you for real
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