childhood,
driftwood,
deadwood,
the house,
our plans
moulding hands
Tag: poems
Rusty Lamp – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
they are broken up inside
everyone sees their silent cries
and hears their loud lies
felons in lace come to live in the empty space
Losing Faith Part 2 – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
losing faith in the world we are living on
losing faith in everything i have got
a distorted reality exists in my head
i am afraid of living not being dead
Something to Remember – Written August 2006 (Aged 31)
i can push back harder
i can be more spiteful
i can be more petty
i can be more cruel
and i am not proud of that
but it is a fact
Defence – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
i washed my cage
but i cannot be free
can i be what i want to be?
Relief – Tuesday 22nd August 2006 (Aged 31)
relief
in spades
last for days
never expected
to feel this way
An Egotistical Fool Girl – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
i was down town
talking to a good looking girl
when i had to pop her head
all because it started to swell
Lazy Window Eyes – Written Thursday 18th August 2006 (Aged 31)
roll down –
those lazy window eyes
scrub clean –
those dirty sunshine skies
Planet Thing – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
i will take you home all alone
you are the sweet body mover
the heart stung emotion soother
Fragments – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
life is a distorted image
an image that will never change
life is just a sick practical joke
