keep an eye on your shoe laces
making sure they are done up tight
just in case you trip up
all through your life
even when you have had enough
Tag: creative writing
Playing With a Mystic – Written Friday 7th March 1997 (Aged 22)
playing with a mystic
does not seem so simplistic
or so endlessly fantastic
trying to catch a mystic
is endlessly tiring
you could have come and found me
Take a Look at Me – Written Wednesday 5th March 1997 (Aged 22)
but reality is submerged somewhere deep
it is rounded for sure
the only corners i find are in my sleep
be an ally of the future
screwed up into a ball
as they push you over the waterfall
isn’t it cruel?
In the Space of the Day – Wednesday 5th March 1997 (Aged 22)
i really miss her
it will all change in a couple of days
but right now it is hard
what more can i say?
how could it all change so suddenly
in the space of a day
A Long, Long Day – Written Wednesday 5th March 1997 (Aged 22)
a long day
a long, long day
time we just flew away
time we packed up and grew
The Cycle – Written Wednesday 5th March 1997 (Aged 22)
you blew it last night
you shut me out
that is your loss
i cannot argue with reason
or with people who are unreasonable
Tell Me I am Good – Written Wednesday 5th March 1997 (Aged 22)
tell me i am good
i am a little sad right now
someone said something –
said i was an, ‘undisciplined genius’
it went right to my head
Your Anxiety is Eating Away at You – Written Thursday 24th October 2019 (Aged 44)
i see,
you anxiety is eating away at you
and you are,
in turn,
eating away at it
The Empty Chair – Written Thursday 24th October (Aged 44)
mum i miss you
and all those conversations
your life,
a collection of crazy situations
your dreams,
the sucker punch,
to a life you too quickly left
I Am Open – Written Thursday 24th October 2019 (Aged 44)
i will,
‘spill the beans’
on the mental health scenes
i have no shame
and i will not be ashamed
i will speak about –
my well being
