23 August 1998
Timepiece

As the ticking of the clock, today, beats faster than my heart,
I am torn between two worlds which have fallen far apart.
My thoughts stroll along the race track as I wonder where I am,
I ask the person next to me, who doesn’t give a damn.
‘Look to yourself for answers’, I hear the voice inside me say,
But I only listen to the thoughts which should have gone away.
Afraid of the future, could it be haunted by my past?
Could the memory of the first become my one and only-last?
Thoughts of memories and thoughts of things I had,
But still I sit and smile and they wonder why I’m sad.
Who am I,
Where am I,
Why and how?
I need answers to these questions, too,
But they’ll have to wait for now.
Time to concentrate, contemplate all better things,
Time to work out how to deal with whatever this life brings.
Life wasn’t meant to be easy, but I hope that it’s not too hard.
I am in control of my life now, I’ll be the one to draw the next card.
......As the ticking of the clock, today, beats faster than my heart,
I am torn between two worlds which have fallen far apart......