Wednesday, November 3

The Other Side

I spend my days alone, these days
You never know who's watching you walk
I am awake in the night and I'm looking around
I can hear all my housemates talk

They are plotting to take a revenge for the callous
Way that I cut them adrift from my life
I didn't intend an offence to anyone
I didn't intend to be disliked

But I sleep so late in the mornings, or wake up
In the deepest depths of the night
I succumb to the yearning desires within me
Or I shut them all up, keep them out of sight

"When I die, think only this of me;
That in some corner of some foreign field
That is forever England" as Brooke once told me
I have seen it. The other side is revealed.

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