you will never ever had the choice
what is it all about,
the sound of your voice
what we are,
and what we could have been
are probably a bridge too far
read more Where Are You? – Written Sunday 16th November 2003 (Aged 28)
i do not know who to trust
when you have been left in the cold
then it is you and the rust
you found me,
what can’t they?
read more Trust – Written Sunday 16th November 2003 (Aged 28)
these,
emotional punches that you throw
these seeds of doubt that you plant
an then encourage to grow
read more Emotional Punches – Written Saturday 1st November 2003 (Aged 28)
like a catholic
that is sexually repressed
like an alcoholic
wears whiskey so well dressed
insecure pieces of scum
floating on life’s pond
surface cleaners
which i wish did not belong
