across your eyes a life is reflected
the gentlest touch –
of a cold morning in steel grey
Tag: verse
Fighting Tooth And Nail – Written Sunday 28th September 1997 (Aged 22)
when it matters to me
i tell you, it feels real
it feels like nothing else
Leaning On My Beliefs – Written Saturday 27th September 1997 (Aged 22)
you’ve got a crutch to lean on
you’ve got a free illusion –
that cuts through the confusion
Undercover – Written Saturday 27th September 1997 (Aged 22)
i need you so much –
so much i need you
feed me, be with you
Long Week – Written Saturday 27th September 1997 (Aged 22)
it has been a long week
felt like two
felt like you
Lost, Not Found – Saturday 27th September 1997 (Aged 22)
i have been living under the weather
Diamond Dealer – Written September 1997 (Aged 22)
they’re a diamond dealer
What A Friend To Find – Written Saturday 27th September 1997 (Aged 22)
what a friend to find
almost,
does not seem fair
How Long – Written September 1997 (Aged 22)
how long have i really been here
years,
they don’t seem to mean that much
Must Keep In Touch – Written Friday 26th September 1997 (Aged 22)
people only tell me –
when it goes wrong
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 