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Sunday, 30 June 2013

New Year & Coping

I don’t want to get drunk
Why shouldn’t I get drunk
I’m on my own
I don’t want to let the pain in too near
I could be responsible
I would be grown up about it
I don’t want to be madly happy
No tears of happiness
Can hold back this night from the morning
I didn’t want to say all of those things I said, but 
I felt neat, I looked good
& I damned well wanted you to know it

The fights had stopped, the music too
The brave face turned towards despair 
& he sent in another song request


from 
Looking Up The Hill :: Love To Make You Stand Back

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