if you tell me one more time
that i get nervous
i think i will scream
i will surely go crazy
Tag: poems
You Were Not There – Written April 2004 (Aged 29)
you were not there the first time
i heard the music
that changed my life
Company – Written April 2004 (Aged 29)
i do not, as you think,
find socialising difficult
i like nothing more,
than the company of close friends
Your Opinion of Me is Wrong – Written April 2004
how sad it is,
that all this feeling
placed on the person
is built on falsehood
So This is Today – Written April 2004 (Aged 29)
i wonder if the world
can suddenly see
the very heart of me
A Revolution of Wooden Spoons – Written Tuesday 13th April 2004 (Aged 29)
a house of cards
a paper sun
a windswept task
a smoking gun
i drew a line
from point a to point b
I Cannot Fight – Written Saturday 3rd April 2004 (Aged 29)
i will always be james
with that half baked childhood
and his, will it take contradictions
Simple – Written Wednesday 31st March 2004 (Aged 29)
death, crucifixion, all that
magic so simple
rabbits from hats
good, evil,
Old Dog, No New Tricks – Written Wednesday 31st March 2004 (Aged 29)
i am dying inside
dare i say it,
torn from limb to limb
where do i begin?
Solitude Has Pulled Up a Chair- Written March 2004 (Aged 29)
solitude has pulled up a chair
and lent forwards, just to be near
it asks me, why do i cry
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