and it is no joke,
to wander amongst the desolation
of the feelings that you broke
Tag: creative writing
All The Right Words – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
i have got all the right words
to make a person smile
i will see you monday
Times Of Strange Play – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
was it when it when we crossed to the other side
before,
we we has physically died
how we grew,
how our minds expanded and nearly blew
A New Destination – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
still a kid on the inside
still wondering why it is we are alive
and still haven’t found divine inspiration
just some civil legislation
They Don’t Drink Martini – Written Monday 13th October 1997 (Aged 22)
they don’t drink martini
gin, vodka or even coke
they’re never caught swearing
or telling a risqué joke
I Don’t Remember You – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
i don’t remember you
you are talking to me but I just don’t remember
this wouldn’t be so bad,
if this was the first time it had happened
Rusting Away – Written October 1997 (Aged 22)
deep inside you are rusting away
it’s those tears
the ones not shown on the surface
the ones that run deep inside
The Colouring Book – Written Thursday 21st June 2001 (Aged 26)
you opened my eyes
which is amazing,
because i never realised that they were closed
i never thought about it
I Sailed His Boat – Written Monday 18th June 2001 (Aged 26)
i crawled on my hands and knees
sailed his boat on stormy seas
i cradled her fable and never let go
i took chances when it appeared closed
Strawberries – Written June 2001 (Aged 26)
i would buy you strawberries everyday
if i could,
if i knew what to say
then i would
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 