Just A Child

It’s a
shame
you’ve
used him
as a
weapon

As a way
for your
feelings
of guilt
to lessen

But
it’s me,
you’ll
find,
that
he will
seek

When
he finally
understands
your
cruel
streak

Wondering Late At Night

Would I
have made
a different
choice

If I had
never
heard
your
voice?

Would I
live in a
different
place

If I had
never
seen
your
face?

Would your
death have
hurt me
this much

If I had
never
felt
your
touch?

Tough Shit

You can
try it on
all you
like

But
we can
never be
together

For my
heart
belongs
to another

And it
will stay
that way
forever

Nothing

Nothing makes
me happy

Nothing makes
me smile

There’s nothing left
to look forward to

Nothing that
feels worthwhile

Brutal Honesty

I wish
I could
take your
pain away

Tell
you that
everything
will be okay

But
I know
the truth

They
don’t
get
better

And
then
what
you had
is lost

Forever

Utterly Helpless

I really wish
that I could do more

Like pick you up
from the bathroom floor

Hug you when
your heart is breaking

And give you comfort
when your bones are aching

But for as much as
your pain to me is known

This is a journey
you must walk alone

I Understand

I know
I won’t
see you
for a
while

And
that
just
makes
me sad

For
although
you don’t
feel the
same way

You’re the
closest
friend
I’ve ever
had

Christmas Dinner

I really
can’t be
arsed

I’d rather
just stay
in bed

I’m not in
the mood for
such jollity

Preferring
melancholy,
as I do, instead

‘Lonely This Christmas’

I remember when we stayed in bed all day

And just ate crisps and cheese

I remember when I surprised you with gifts

And you couldn’t have been more pleased

I remember when you chatted with my Gran

And you were welcomed by my crazy clan

I remember receiving your last present

Sent to me all the way from heaven

I miss you so much today

That you’re not here is a shame

As Christmas Day without you

Will never be the same

Xxx

Toothache

I know
it’s
rotten
inside

Every
morning
I can
taste it

I’ll just
wait until
the nerve
has died

And then
then it
can be
extracted

Regime #7

I think
these pills
have
stopped
working

They
have
become
just a
token

For
they no
longer
take away
the hurting

From a
heart
that is
already
broken

3.38pm

Another
day spent
lying
in bed

Thoughts
racing
through
my head

Wondering
what it
was you
said

And all
the while
wishing
I was dead