You’ll Never Escape Me – June 23rd 1994
No matter where you go,
You’ll never escape me.
No matter where you hide,
It’s you I shall find.
Whether you know it or not,
I’m right here beside you.
You probably don’t know,
That I’m deep down inside.
When you feel like crying,
I’ll stop your tears from falling.
When you are down,
I’ll lift you back up.
No matter where you are,
You’ll never escape me,
For I’m in your blood.
Like A Tree – June 23rd 1994
My love for you is like a tree,
Growing forever inside of me.
To full growth it will bloom,
And I hope it will happen
someday soon.
Then I can let for yourself to see,
Just what’s been growing inside of me.
I may even let you have a part,
Only if you promise not to break my heart.
I Am The Breath – June 23rd 1994
I am the breath
That you take each day,
Without me
You won’t last,
You’ll wither away.
You are my soul
That I depend on.
You are my life
The reason I carry on.
We need each other
To carry us through
This life which is important
To me and to you.
No Longer Friends – Circa. 1995
What happens between two friends
when the trust is gone?
We sit in silence not talking
to one and other.
We walk away from a friendship
that’s been built up over the years.
I’ve just lost my friend and I really
don’t know why.
He’s changed and I can’t admit it.
Why can’t I bring myself to talk to him?
I’m stubborn, that’s why. Possibly
because I’m jealous.
Losing his friendship is like losing
a part of me.
I’m no longer happy and he’s not here to cheer me up.
He’s not here to listen to my problems
but maybe I deserve it.
There was this one time that he needed
me,
And I just couldn’t be bothered to
give him the time of day.
I just didn’t want to listen.
Now I need him more than ever
but he just doesn’t want to know.
I want to get through to him but
I don’t know how.
He remains in my heart, but he
doesn’t care for me anymore.
I want our friendship back.
If only he could see it in his heart to forgive.
Bonfire Night – Circa. 1991
Remember last year’s Bonfire Night?
The treacle toffee a child’s delight.
The fireworks were lit on the spot
The baked potatoes were nice and hot
Young and old gathered round
To see the rocket shoot off the ground.
The bangers went off to the sky
The catherine wheels never stopped
Whilst people tried to eat their hot dogs
The sparklers shone nice and bright
– I really enjoyed last year’s Bonfire
Night.
The Compassionate Saviour – April 18th 1996 (Inspired by TV Series ‘Band of Gold’)
I woke one morning to find you beside me,
together in a bed of roses.
The thorns were cast to one side
and you lay there sleeping like an angel.
God, they say, moves in mysterious ways.
Carefully, I slid out from beneath
the red satin sheets which
Bore the passion of the previous night;
you did not even stir as I placed a
Gentle kiss upon your lips.
Quietly I crept out of the bedroom,
leaving the door slightly ajar.
The beating of your heart echoed
and there were traces of your scent
That lingered in my mouth.
The morning sun shone brightly
as I walked down stairs that creaked
In this deserted house you call a home,
and the mirror at the end of the hall
Searched for answers that couldn’t be found.
A pink envelope rested upon the kitchen
table, bearing my name in a beautiful
Script. I opened it whilst drinking the
dregs of a bottle of wine, inside I
Found a letter and wad of ten pound notes.
My heart pounded as I read aloud your words.
You thanked me for taking you to
the brink of paradise and back again.
No-one had thanked me before, I was just
left discarded like a broken toy.
Yet you yourself were different.
You, my one time compassionate saviour, were
to be remembered, I reminded myself,
Closing the front door whilst you remained
asleep in a bed of sweet-smelling roses.
Free of thorns, subconsciously aware
that you would never taste me again.
I Was A Stranger In A Strange Land – Circa. 1996
The rhythm of his love grew faint.
I could no longer talk with him like
I used to in times of old.
I was a stranger in a strange land
as we lay there in the cold unconsciousness of
our marital bed.
He no longer cared for love and romance.
He was past his lustful cravings for me, ‘You’ he told me ‘are not
quite the beauty you once were’.
His words cut through me like a
razor-sharp knife, my tears were
the constant flow of blood.
I, left abandoned, he went off
in search for a younger model.
Someone who could satisfy his
manly desires, if you could call
them that.
Oasis Of Your Heart – Circa.1996
In the Oasis of your heart
is there any room for me?
For I would like to stay there
and drink from the eternal
River you call love….
Love that’s pure, simple and true
so I ask of you to save
Some for me so I can drink
to my heart’s delight.
A Wicked World (2nd Draft) – April 21st 1996
Charge me with any crime you like
but there shall be no confession
from me.
I am not going to apologise for
something I have not done.
You haven’t a clue as to what went on.
I am not the one who is guilty
but I will be the one on trial.
There is no justice in a world
that let’s the sinners carry on sinning,
Whilst death is brought to the innocent,
innocent people like me.
Your Love – April 29th 1996
There is something that I need
but I can’t describe what it is.
It belongs to you, that’s all I know
and I don’t think I’ll ever get it.
If I could have it, it would be
enough forever to make you mine.
I worship you that’s all.
There’s not a minute that goes by
without me thinking of you.
I want you so much it hurts
inside.
Will you be mine for eternity
or is that simply too long a time
to ask?
For I love you with my mind,
body and soul. But most of all
with my heart. That is all I can
offer you in return for your love.
Untitled and Unfinished – Circa. 1996
Next to me you lie awake and
disturbed. I want to comfort you
but as I touch your chest I am
pushed away by your hand. Are
you telling me that this is no longer
my territory, and I am
banished from the land I once
dwelled?
Living In Lust With You – Circa. 1995/1996
Waiting by the phone
is an unpleasant thing to do
Especially when he says he will
call
And it breaks your heart
when he doesn’t.
But when he does eventually
pluck up the courage to
dial your number,
You secretly wish that he
hadn’t bothered,
because now you can’t eat
and you can’t sleep.
All you can think about is
seeing him again
