they not know –
how beautiful they are
but then,
do any of us?
read more They Do Not Know (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 30th December 2008 (Aged 33)
i am not the answer
or the magic pill
the excitement of the moment
or the cheap thrill
read more I Am Not the Answer (Originally Untitled) – Written Tuesday 30th December 2008 (Aged 33)
today is slower than yesterday
of this I am sure
it has no high water mark
just its futuristic lure
read more Today is Slower Than Yesterday – Written Tuesday 30th December 2008 (aged 33)
i want to be
more than a diary entry
a name on the page
just a name under a date
i do not want to be a side dish
x factor, strictly come dancing
radio shows with ill thought out pranks
over thirty thousand complained
and the daily mail said, no thanks
read more Draped in the Union Jack – Written Tuesday 14th December 2008 (Aged 33)
i am fine by myself
people try to find you
another somebody else
read more Another Somebody Else (Originally Untitled) – Written December 2008 (Aged 33)
i seep out of your lifemy grip lessensthere is a darker placeand now it starts to beckontrumpets suddenly,no longer calli feel myself slippingand I start to falli watched you as you smiledand I watch as you let gosuddenly all the tension,starts to showconfidence ebbs awayi know our day is overand that it can no longer stayi seep out of your lifeyour grip lessensthere is a fearful placeand now it starts to beckon James Garratt – Monday 1st December 2008
i have not slept all weekendoccasionally i closed my eyesand I thought of youi am so very tiredand I really do not feel welljust how long will it be nowbefore my sadness starts to telli move from room to empty roomwith no purpose or beingi miss you so very muchyou are my every feeling James Garratt – Monday 1st December 2008
i am not quite herecaught in momentsthat remind me of youi am flat and without lifemy personality so blindand in need of lightreason impossible to findi listen to the songsthat we listened to togetheri cling to a duvetthat we once slept underand then I find my feelingsawe and wonderThat I could feel like thisthe mighty mountainthat I once stood uponcrumbles to dustnow that you have goneand cliches about loveand love lost, do littleto keep me warm James Garratt – Monday 1st December 2008
the weather suits my moodi stare at the televisioni pick over my foodi get caught in the darknessof this, my deepest moodlife, suddenly the harshest lightand it starts to intrudei linger over the telephonei sit and I broodi think I would rather be alonebut I know how much people careand i know I need themso I ache to have them therebut I know I am no companyjust me and my thoughtsa lucky dip of insanitythe weather suits my moodmemories seem like a splintereach coming with a little painin this cold cold winter James Garratt – Monday 1st December 2008
