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 December 1999
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
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
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
The Truth Looks Thin – Written Tuesday 7th December 1999 (Aged 24)
i got her
but she never found him
i found something to share
she undid the cap on my gin
The Day Leaves at Midnight – Written Monday 4th October 1999 (Aged 24)
we stand on the platform
and turn to face the approaching train
some days i do not want to face the day
some days i really feel the strain
A Slave To My Dreams – Written Friday 1st October 1999 (Aged 24)
there is no need to be alone
just sitting here in my shade
i am just counting off another phase
to my dreams i will always be a slave
