*ok, i wrote this a couple of years ago, but i was...
She could not see herself...

The man, so tall and so strong
Stood above my bed...

The rhythmic beating of the clock
The sway and slant of wind...

From stories of a troubled mind
The truth is hidden, hard to find...

Passive employee
Of life...

Autumn's gentle cooling rain
Falls slowly on the ground...

Time
Ageing, cracked and crumbled...

Open up my skull
And look into my head...

I saw a ghost today
I was walking down the hall...

*for Rosy*
People build walls around themselves...

Another face
Inside the crowd...

She ran as fast as she could, in a vain attempt to...
To escape everything this life meant to her, the...