With skin
As tough as leather
And a heart
That’s lined with lead
I wander out
Into the night
To find something else instead
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
With skin
As tough as leather
And a heart
That’s lined with lead
I wander out
Into the night
To find something else instead
Every twist and turn
Each up and down
All tell a different story
There really is nothing
To rival these roads
In all their majestic glory
I can’t think of another ditty
Or come up with a different rhyme
Not when what I write is so shitty
More than half of the time
I can empathise
And respond in kind
Take my cue
From many a sign
But there is no way
I can read your mind
Down a silent
Telephone line
If you continue to push this
She said
And I am forced to choose
You really should be prepared
She said
For the fact I won’t pick you
I’m done soul searching
I’ve tried my best
And I can’t find it
If there’s one thing I’m sure of
He said
It’s that you’ll get your happy ending
Please stop lying to me
She said
And being so fucking condescending
‘You can read my diary, you’re in every line…’
‘I’ve fallen down another rung of the ladder, and I know I’ve got a fight on my hands‘
– Sean Hughes
Life would have been so different
Had you never moved away
We could still be together now
Enjoying every day
But that’s not what happened, is it?
When you fucked off and left
Saying that you needed more
Couldn’t stand to feel oppressed
Well I’m glad things worked out for you
That all your stars aligned
But what I cannot ever forgive
Is that you left me behind
“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought: “This is what it is to be happy.”
― Sylvia Plath
I really did love you, you know
I wish I’d told you so before
And now you’re gone
Nothing can be done
But to regret it
Forevermore
Xxx
‘I get along without you very well,
Of course I do.
Except perhaps in spring.
But I should never think of spring,
For that would surely break my heart in two’
‘The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.
I broke something, Old Man.
How badly is it broken?
It’s in a million little pieces.
I’m afraid I can’t help you.
Why?
There’s nothing you can do.
Why?
It can’t be fixed.
Why?
It’s broken beyond repair. It’s in a million little pieces.’
– James Frey
Walk down the aisle with me?
She said
The bakery aisle, that is
I thought you were being serious
He said
And my heart just skipped a beat
Xxx
Nearly twenty years together
And what do I have to show
Just a blackened heart
Now we’re three years apart
And sadness the status quo
Xxx
I wouldn’t thank you
For diamonds
And I don’t care
About pearls
I couldn’t give
Less of a shit
For all the stars
In the world
I just want you
Back here with me
If only
For a minute
For my life
Has lost it’s sparkle
Without you
Still in it
Xxx
I always thought
We’d empty the bucket
Before you actually
Kicked it
Xxx