You say more
With your eyes
Than you do
With your mouth
So maybe
You should shut them both
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
You say more
With your eyes
Than you do
With your mouth
So maybe
You should shut them both
Sliced wide open again
For all the world to see
If only there was
Another way
To let the poison free
Pardon me miss
If I buy you a drink
Please
Do not think me bold
No problem mate
You can buy me two
As long as you fuck off
When you’re told
If it wasn’t you
It would have been someone else
I’m not that fussy
I always knew
That I loved you
But never if
You loved me back
I wish it was you
Underneath the mask
Instead of this (second rate)
Tribute act
My body may be
At 35,000ft
But my mind
Is anything
But cruising
‘Look at me standing
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine…’
“Good rain knows the best time to fall”
– VIP 3
If we are out
In the dead of night
And by chance
Our eyes should meet
What happens next
Will not be short
And it certainly
Won’t be sweet
The truth is
I felt like this
Even before you died
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
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