self-image –
and self-worth
ran away –
and hid in a saxon church
Tag: 1995 poetry
Worth Living After All – Written Thursday 9th March 1995 (Aged 20)
today i came to terms –
with some feelings –
that i have for someone else
Just You and Me – Written March 1995 (Aged 20)
hen the morning does not come good
when things do not go right
and you wish they would
Within Myself – Written March 1995 (Aged 20)
but i have got a letter from you
so i read it in my mind
and soon i have got thoughts of you
Night Time’s So Alone – Written Monday 6th March 1995 (Aged 20)
i used to be me
and to be me –
used to be something new
now i am older
i feel kind of shot through
Positive – Written Monday 6th March 1995 (Aged 20)
i can really move somewhere else
if you knew how much i cared
makes me scared
sun streaks across the daytime sky
like a shooting star in the blackest night
Learning To Hold My Breath – Written Monday 6th March 1995 (Aged 20)
at least you know i am here
i wander blind,
and everything remains unseen
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 