Why am I late today? I couldn’t get away. From
what, I hear you say? from the strains of life that
gets me down and makes me feel like I’m going
to drown. This internal feeling burning inside
tends to make me want to hide – just to
disappear at the turn of the tide. My life is mine
and it is up to me if I don’t want to be seen. So
leave me be – if you know what I mean?
Poems By ken makepeace 