people want love
like they want coffee
instant and neatly poured
they hope it will set them free
if only they are adored
Tag: love
Love and Hate – Written June 2009 (Aged 34)
as i clung on
i became aware of my reality
they kissed and cuddled
and never noticed i was a fatality
Long Way Down – Written June 2009 (Aged 34)
names are swiftly counted
no time to measure –
the distance of the fall
finding hate instead of pleasure
once you fall from the pedestal
Sleep Seizures – Wednesday 17th June 2009 (Aged 34)
i sleep
but my seizures rule me
they ruled me last night
i did not let the bed bugs bite
but i hardly slept last night
A Way In – Written Wednesday 17th June 2009 (Aged 34)
i saw something,
a toy,
one which i knew she would like
but i know,
sometimes decisions grip you
Contentment – Written Tuesday 22nd August 2006 (Aged 31)
childhood,
driftwood,
deadwood,
the house,
our plans
moulding hands
But Never Love (Originally Untitled) – Written August 2006 (Aged 31)
why do they never say, love…
close…
proud …
means a lot …
important …
but… never love
The Boy Behind The Glasses: An Introduction
My name is James and this personal website is an attempt to archive my writing which predominately is (under a loose banner) poetry
I started writing things down at the age of 17 in 1992, initially with no other idea of plan then to keep a record of my thoughts and feelings. Given my growing up experiences it felt like the perfect way to apply some self help therapy
Turning on Taps (Originally Untitled) – Written Thursday 15th March 2012
sometimes when it comes to raw emotion
there is no holding back
i treasure those last words
conversations and moments exchanged
Alarm Clocks – Wednesday 23rd March 2011
i could run to you
uphill and on broken glass
excitement almost fit to burst
hope undergoing a major bypass
the end to life’s lonely hurt
