don’t believe in magic
rarely believe in the truth
don’t believe politicians
or the holy roof
Category: Poems April 2002
What is Lost – Written April 2002 (Aged 27)
what is lost can often never be found
thankfully, life is not like television
or that television is like life
because in the end,
it would be the station and not the light –
A Thousand Miles – Written Thursday 25th April 2002 (Aged 27)
would you walk a thousand miles
just for a smile
would you walk a thousand miles
and wait a while
After Careful Consideration – Written April 2007 (Aged 27)
another one, sit there
beg to be let in
and, after careful consideration
i put the rejection letter in the bin
I Managed a Smile – Written Wednesday 24th April 2002 (Aged 27)
i have managed a friendship
of which i am not so sure
so, i stumble around here –
trying to avoid pavement cracks
Drowning Is Not Fun – Written Sunday 21st April 2002 (Aged 27)
how many times –
has the surface been above me
how many times?
drowning is not fun
trying to use your lungs
Support Situation Needed – Written Sunday 21st April 2002 (Aged 2002)
i know it is selfish
and i know i should not be alarmed
but when i am breaking down
i want tow truck style arms
Trying to Please People – Written Sunday 21st April 2002 (Aged 27)
do not talk to him…
do not talk to her –
she is a snake in the grass
there is a secret she would not share
The Verge – Written Tuesday 14th April 2002 (Aged 27)
on the verge
of tears
of a hill
well i broke down
and still they did not seem real
There to Here – Written April 2002 (Aged 27)
not sure of who i used to be
or what i wanted to be
i believe i have always understood
if that is the case