I wrote this poem as a teenager when I was going to the Isle of Lewis to see my Mum and somehow I missed the connecting bus from Inverness to Ullapool. I ended up with nowhere to go for the night, as I had no spare cash, and I met this troubled lad and we talked all night. Looking back it wasn't the safest thing I could have done, but it turned out ok...
To a Stranger at Inverness Bus Station
Past events that are too sobering
To a mind fused with drugs
A life with little or no love
Mother alcoholic, Dad gone
His memory was elsewhere
I had many identities
Two strangers with no-one else
To care what the past entailed.
Maybe I managed for a while
To make Inverness less lonely
For a man run out of chances
So much gone at only twenty
I so badly wanted to help
I hope in some small way I did
A break from the monotonous norm
A shoulder to shiver on
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