Pavements

The pavements lead to places
That my heart might yearn to find
As I wander through the city
And I try to leave behind
The person I became
When I became someone I'm not
And the things I did back then
That I would rather time forgot.
And all these urban landscapes
Seem in many ways the same
And I am looking for somebody
But I don't even know his name
For how can I know the name 
Of the love I've yet to meet
But if I just keep going,
If I keep wandering the streets...
And all around me there are people
And all the people are alone
And I don't know where I'm going
But I wish I had a home.

The Choice

When you waste away in water,
You can swim and you know you ought to,
But when you fell and no-one caught you,
It almost broke your heart.

You could die and who would miss you?
Who’d have been the last to kiss you?
Have you had enough of this?
You don’t know where to go.

To the bottom of the ocean
Dying with the downward motion
Or maybe you might get the notion
That you need to float.

And swim back up and breathe the air
And find somebody who will care
And bring you back and keep you there
And give thanks that you’re alive.

Some Kind of Love Poem

Words of anonymity
That wake you from your dream
Finding an affinity
But are you what you seem?
Wonder where you’re sending me
When you send me away.
Now your voice is mending me
In ways I cannot say.