people dress up happiness
in clothes that clearly do not fit
they assign happiness a role
and wonder where authenticity actually sits
Category: Poems May 2004
One Day You Will Wake Up – Written May 2004 (Aged 29)
you will wake up
and realise –
the whole world is insane
suburbia dreaming
cannot just apportion blame
You Had Your Chance – Written May 2004 (Aged 29)
i was yours –
but i could not block up all the holes
i feel like a devil –
trying to find a way out
Witnesses to the World – Written Friday 14th May 2004 (Aged 29)
i have listened
to your opinions
and i have become subdued
my spirit has been lessened
and my belief, almost fully used
Comfortable in My Own Skin – Written Friday 14th May 2004 (Aged 29)
aware of faults
of good points
and that the –
view is not always clear
but i do not live in fear –
These Eyes – Written May 2004 (Aged 29)
these hands
have no answers
these legs
can not walk themselves
towards a solution
Drum Beat – Written Saturday 15th May 2004 (Aged 29)
the world does not march
to a uniform beat
i am not your roman soldier
i have my own feet
A Far Cry From Freedom – Written Monday 3rd May 2004 (Aged 29)
and every day,
a sad story is being told
this is a far cry from freedom
and it is too close to the cold
Lost and Found – Written Saturday 1st May 2004 (Aged 29)
i have been lost and i have been found
and at twenty nine years
i am still around
i have been lost and i have been here and there
Space Invader – Written Saturday 1st May 2004 (Aged 29)
backing off, backing away
whilst i have slept at night
a hand,
has held me tight