A Wicked World – January 16th 1996
Charge me with any crime you wish
But there will be no confession
from me
I am not going to apologise for
something I have not done
I am the only one who knows
what really went on.
In this world there is no justice,
I am not guilty
but I shall be the one on trial
In this world
that lets the sinners carry on sinning
And brings death to the
innocent.
Asylum In My Soul – January 16th 1996
Insanity is all mine,
from the moment I lie awake,
Up until the last breath I shall take.
There’s no escape for me now,
the nightmare I’m living
out is real.
At night in the abyss it
twists all my fears,
And there shall be no looking back,
as the tears once again turn
into salt.
Oh yes, insanity is all mine
From the hour that dawn breaks
Up until the point where all time
begins to fade.
Boredom – Circa. 1996
Boredom eats away your soul
Being bored stops you doing what
your really want.
Boredom takes over when you’re
alone.
Being bored is an excuse I’ll use
to the end of my days.
Untitled and Unfinished (1) – Circa. 1996
Let me tell you
how much I care
Let me inside your heart
I’ll never let you down.
I’ll be here for you
Until the end of time
If I have to wait forever
then I will.
Just let me get close to you
‘Cause I can’t bear the
emptiness that I feel inside.
Stay with me
Through the night and
keep warm by my side.
In the morning you’ll be gone
and all I’ll have left is this
memory…….
There’s Nothing – 1993
There is nothing like his smile,
I love it when he smiles at me.
There’s nothing like his eyes,
Shining when he looks at me.
There’s nothing like his voice,
Sending shivers down my spine when he talks
to me.
There’s nothing like his touch,
I love it when he touches me.
There’s nothing like his laugh,
I love it when he laughs with me.
There’s nothing like his kiss,
I die each time he kisses me.
There’s nothing like his presence,
It feels so good to have him near me.
The Seducer – February 11th 1996
Beside me he weeps
for a lost love.
His soul is in turmoil
and he’s feeling ever so vulnerable.
The flame in his eyes
is slowly beginning to fade
And the tears are falling fast
down his bittersweet cheeks
that I long to caress.
He is weak and I am tempted.
I long to kiss his trembling lips
and put him at ease.
I could never compare with she,
but time is of the essence,
I’m here now and she isn’t.
My heart is crying out ‘Carpe Diem’
but I can’t because he’s not ready.
He needs time to get over her,
she is lingering on in his memory.
Next time he will be mine.
Words Into Action – February 11th 1996
Say what you want
but it won’t really matter to me.
The words you speak
no longer have the meaning they used to.
The time has for
you to put your words into action
And show me just how much
you really care.
Our College Library – September 1994
‘Don’t have conversations in the Library’
Says the Librarian for the fifth time
in the last ten minutes.
We, that’s my friends and I
continue talking until we’ve been told
to get on with some work.
Every now and then I put my pen down
To observe what is going on around me.
I glance over to the door and see
A rather nice-looking lad who has
Just come in –
He goes upstairs. Shit! Just my luck.
I look over to see the ‘Debbie Martin’
lookalike talking to her friends.
I’m sitting next to Rob, who has
long hair.
Sometimes I get the urge to put plaits in it.
But I won’t right now.
I’ll just sit here, until the bell rings
And then I’ll go and wait for the bus.
My Mate Rob – Circa.1993
My mate Rob has long hair
which is lovely to touch or brush,
and dark brown eyes that sparkle
when he smiles.
He makes me laugh when I’m feeling
down
He listens to me when I moan,
which is quite often.
How he puts up with me, I do not know.
My mate Rob is very caring,
Which is why he’s such a good friend –
Not just to me, but to everyone.
I can talk to him about anything,
And he always listens to what I
have to say.
I don’t know what I’d do without my
mate Rob.
I can’t imagine life without him.
Wherever he goes or whatever he does.
I will always love him.
(Written during high school, before we had a major falling out in sixth form college)
