23 June 1998
Just Inside The Mind Today

In my mind
Something still holds the thoughts
That I wish I could forget.

Something long gone
Which has somehow remained
Long after the initial blow.

Something still remains-what it is I just don’t know.

How do I forget
What was never to be forgotten
Time moves far from the hands struck on the clock.

What will never be forgotten
From that dark place in this mind
From that dark time in my life.

What stops the hand from stabbing with Pinocchio’s knife?

All of the ‘white lies’
and all of the deceit
Still haunt me day and night.

And the deceit makes me
Want to forget life and
Give it all away.

 And makes me think I might just stay for one more day.