i hear that the children –
of separated parents
never escape the guilt
but,
i have never felt guilty
Tag: poem
Our River starts to Run Deep – Written Thursday 26th February 2009 (Aged 34)
your company,
writes splendid verse
your hands,
heal the months of hurt
Attached – Written Between February and June 1995 (Aged 20)
i am afraid,
of what she could mean to me
Shut Out – Written Between February and June 1995 (Aged 20)
i am not a medium
so cannot work out what you are on about
all i am trying to do is shut out
shut you out, till such time,
when i can sort out my head
Rushing Away – Written Between February and June 1995 (Aged 20)
and time to be together
i feel that this could work
we have tried already
but we just got hurt
Soon – Written Between February and June 1995 (Aged 20)
soon i was leaving
easier than believing
soon i was working with you
bored out of my skull
something to do
Floor 667 – Written Monday 7th November 1994 (Aged 19)
i can walk
in the depths of a forgotten city
where no one remembers,
who they are
and the place just receives pity
Pickaxe – Written Monday 7th November 1994 (Aged 19)
through her screams
as he welcomes her nightmares
and kills her dreams
Thirty Something Party (Originally Untitled) – Written October 2010 (Aged 35)
is it just a thirties thing
has the party reached a point
where the alcohol we have desired
and the food we have craved
has all been drunk and eaten
Hunger – Written Tuesday 31st August 1999 (Aged 24)
things get stranger
with every passing day
i have a hunger for the danger
it makes me feel younger
and reminds me of care free days
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