The idea really
Was never
For you to just come
And go
It was more to ensure
You could open the door
To remove my head
From inside the stove
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
The idea really
Was never
For you to just come
And go
It was more to ensure
You could open the door
To remove my head
From inside the stove
Why don’t you actually help me
She said
Instead of standing there like a prick
Perhaps if you actually involved me
He said
I wouldn’t feel like such a dick
We always knew
This would end one day
That all our feelings
Would fade away
But we didn’t know
How much it would hurt
That we couldn’t see it through
For better or worse
If I knew then
What I know now
I wouldn’t have let you stay
I’d have made sure
You saw the worst of me
And done my best
To push you away
I will not
Say yes now
Just like I didn’t
Then
I’ve always known
It wasn’t
For me
Even
Way back when
We’re going on a journey
She said
So be sure to pack your case
Maybe if we leave now
He said
The past we can erase
“Trust your instincts and let me in
Just be my ride and I’ll be my friend”
“Woke up the next morning
Nikki wasn’t there
I looked all over all I found
Was a phone number on the stairs
It said thank you for a funky time
Call me up whenever you want to grind…”
“Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love.”
– Gabriel García Márquez
In this instance
I don’t want you to love me
I don’t even want to know your name
I just want you to fuck me
Again
And again
And again
With hungry mouths
And a tangle of limbs
We collide together
To unleash our sins
As I sit here
All alone
And my tears
Begin to fall
I am reminded
Once again
Chamomile tea
Solves fuck all
They’re always there
Behind my eyes
Just waiting
For their time to pour
Anything and everything
Can set them free
With no reason why
Or even wherefore
It’s not about
Being better than you
(Even though I am)
It’s more that I
Stayed to help
Whilst you
Didn’t give a damn
I’ll say
I felt better
In the end
But the honest truth
Is that
The only reason
I didn’t jump
That day
Is there’d be no one
To feed my cat
If I can’t give you
All of my heart
Would you be happy
With just one piece?
You can have the bit
That’s dead to me
And I’ll keep the part
That beats
Sometimes
I wonder
if there
was ever
a me
before
you
It is 3am now
And I’ve run out of gin
So you can either
Turn your music off
Or just invite me in
‘No, it’s not like any other love
This one is different because it’s us’
‘The trouble is,
You think you have time’
– Bhudda
Things are fine
Most of the time
I quite forget
That you even got ill
But then I’ll drink wine
And from nowhere, time
Once again
Stands still
Xxx
It’s funny how
The world went on
Like it didn’t miss
The fact you’d gone
Xxx
I always thought
It would be you
Who’d save me
I never dreamed
It would be you
Who’d break me
If all you do
Is stay at home
In a self imposed
Exile
You’ll soon find
Not even your friends
Will miss you
After a while
I thought
If I told you
How I felt
That you
Would understand
But now I realise
I was wrong
So I’m stuck
In no man’s land
Call yourself a friend
When you left me here alone
When you couldn’t even be bothered
To visit or lift the phone
Call yourself a friend
When you all you did was make me frown
When you were only happy
If you were putting me down
Call yourself a friend
When you never gave me any advice
Well I know what I’d call you
And it isn’t very nice
As I sit here alone
And my tears glisten
I just wish I knew
Someone who’d listen
Full of bleeding heart
That’s me
Slowly dying
For all to see
Hoping for words
To set the world alight
As I scribble away
In the dead of night
Just take me
As I am
Hung for a sheep
As a lamb
‘Would you like to marry me?
And if you like you can buy the ring…‘
“I drink too much,
I smoke too much,
I gamble too much.
I am too much.”
– Dr Edward Fitzgerald
Shall me and you
Meet for a pint
I think we can trust
Ourselves tonight
Drink this magic potion, dear
In its benefits place your trust
For come midday tomorrow
When your life’s still a shit show
You won’t see me for dust
It’s the feel
The sizzle
The smell
The burn
The sweet release of everything
And owing nothing in return
Where will we stop
When will this end
How long will you drive me
‘Round the bend
I’ll say it was me
When it actually was you
Who mistakenly played me
For a fool
Come sit in the comfy chair
And I’ll tell you why you’re ill
We’ve got all night
To spend speaking shite
When your insurance is footing the bill
Today is going to be hard,
I know,
But that is why I’m here.
To eat, drink and smoke
With you
And wipe away your tears.
Xxx
It’s better that I’m alone
With only the sound of the sea
Living up here is, after all,
Where I was always meant to be
Xxx
You sit and admire my beauty
As you gently applaud my grace
Yet my feet are bleeding
And I’m not eating
All for that smile on your face
Does it matter
If I do
Or don’t
Should it matter
If I will
Or won’t
Why can’t it be easy
To decide
Without strain
When will I stop
Churning it over
Again
You throw your cups and your insults
Because of the colour of my skin
I’ll just keep scoring goals
And celebrating with a grin
‘You could’ve done anything, if you’d wanted
And all your friends and family think that you’re lucky
But the side of you they’ll never see
Is when you’re left alone with the memories
That hold your life together like glue’
‘It has to be the something.
All the best sixties bands were The Somethings’.
– Jimmy Rabbitte
He said that he
Would be back next week
As he packed a bag
And kissed my cheek
It was she
Who stopped my hands from shaking
She
Who stopped my head from aching
She
Who stopped my voice from quaking
So why can’t she stop
My heart from breaking?
After all the wailing
And gnashing of teeth
There’s no point in being violent
From now on
With my spirit long gone
All my screams will be silent
You say living is easy
She said
But that’s simply not true
You’ve clearly never suffered
She said
Or had bad things happen to you
–
You think you’ve had it tough
He said
And everyone else is irrelevant
Well, we all have our issues
He said
You’re not that fucking different
Soon our saviour will return
To wash my sins away
So until that time
My only crime
Will be to sit around and pray