sometimes it is best to hide it –
for fear of hurting others
some thoughts –
just aren’t for friends or lovers
Category: Poems and Writing 2002
Chapter Numbers – Written Wednesday 12th July 2002 (Aged 27)
chapter numbers
have being forgotten
and the orchard of childhood
maybe sometimes rotten
but in time there is healing
Just Waiting For a Bus – Written Wednesday 17th July 2002 (Aged 27)
just waiting for a bus
i did not mind,
what type of bus it was
or if my seat would have to be shared
Me Too – Written Wednesday 17th July 2002 (Aged 27)
i am a tower of strength
the tears run inside
but i am scared too
It Does Not Mean That I Do Not Love You – Written Wednesday 17th July 2002 (Aged 27)
sometimes it feels –
as if you are slipping away
and i though i may be selfish
it does not mean that i do not love you
Crucified – Written Tuesday 16th July 2002 (Aged 27)
we have been asking –
for over two thousand years
and if there is a god then they are telling us
that the solution will never be near
Sharing – Written Tuesday 16th July 2002 (Aged 27)
i am not used to not being me
to extending,
this self built, often flimsy reality
Who Do I Live Up To – Written Tuesday 16th July 2002 (Aged 27)
who do i live up to
that vodka and coke
that pushed my pushchair
and stifled the joke
Sometimes I Could Scream – Written Tuesday 16th July 2002 (Aged 27)
sometimes i could scream
in the panic,
to look for an oar
i forget to check the lock
the one on the door
The Great Big Pot – Written Tuesday 16th July 2002 (Aged 27)
she has been there
and it never worked out
he has been there
and he can tell us what it is all about
