They
say
you’re
not on
your
own
But
it
certainly
feels
like
it
Over
time
they
all
fade
away
While
you’re
still
wading
through
shit
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
They
say
you’re
not on
your
own
But
it
certainly
feels
like
it
Over
time
they
all
fade
away
While
you’re
still
wading
through
shit
How long does it take
To only reach for one mug
To only set out one plate
To programme the heating to come on at seven
Instead of leaving it too late
To only buy one pint of milk
To only get one lottery ticket
To stop saying hello as you walk in the house
Because there’s none else in it
How
the
fuck
can
it be
right
That
I have
to sleep
alone
tonight
I never
thought
that I
would be
On my
own at
thirty
three
It’s
just
fear
That’s
all
it
is
That
when
push
comes
to
shove
It’ll
all
end
like
this
Time has dragged on today
Even more than most
It started off quite well too
Sitting down with tea and toast
But then the clock seemed to stop
At some point this afternoon
When opening up my laptop
Did nothing to lift the gloom
And as the evening drew itself in
I’ve sat here all alone
Thouroughly bored in my own skin
Barely stifling a groan
So now I guess I’ll go to bed
And lie there on my own
Until the clock stops in my head
And I dream in monochrome
Another summer
Without my lover
For he was taken away
Another summer
Without my lover
For he wasn’t allowed to stay
What do I do
Now all hope is gone
And I am left here
On my own
Somehow still alive
But gasping for air
Unable to thrive
Yet unwilling to care
Yet another day with the urge to quit
How the fuck do I deal with it
Without you by my side
With all your love and kindness to me me denied
Perhaps I should just put it all to an end
Rather than continue going around the bend
As hanging on has never been worth it
Not when I face this tsunami of bullshit
Time
drags
on
With
impending
doom
As I
search for
a way
Out
of the
gloom
Listening
to the
dripping
tap
Knowing
the pipes
are full
of crap
But not
able to
do a thing
about it
As you’re
no longer
here to
sort it
If you
don’t
want
to be
with
me
Then
don’t
feel
you
have
to stay
I
am
quite
happy
by
myself
Or
finding
someone
else to
lead
astray
You say
that
you’ve
had
enough
Well I
ask you –
what
about
me?
Surely
you
won’t
leave me
to drown
In
this
sea
of
hypocrisy?
I
would
smash
that
glass
And
reach
for
your
hand
If
only
I was
allowed
Yet
we
have
no
choice
But
to
press
against
it
Hearts
broken
and
heads
bowed
I’ll
never
leave
the
house
again
If
that
is
what
you
want
There’s
nothing
out
there
for
me
anyway
Of
that
I’m
confident
You
have
no idea
How it
pisses
me off
To
hear you
bemoan
What
you’ve
got
When
there’s
some of us
With
no-one
to hold
With
nothing
to help
Keep
out the
cold
I don’t
want you
to visit
When all
you bring
is pain
I’d rather
stay home
alone
And break
this toxic
chain
We sit
here
togetherYet we
are both
aloneNeither
of us
wantingTo get
up and
go home
I
wish
you were
here with meAll
these
tales we
could shareBut
yet we
find we’re
both aloneSo
into the
depths
we stare
I’m
better
alone
than in
company
Just
like I’m
happier
in the
dark
That
way
I never
have to
see anyone
Or
hear
another
disparaging
remark
Forever
destined
to be
cold
and
lonelyFor I
have
lost
my
one
and
onlyXxx
Please don’t pity me,
As I’m ok by myself.
I’ve got a set of ladders to reach,
A saucepan from the shelf.
I don’t need anyone to catch a spider,
I can open my own jars.
I can brew my own keg of cider,
I can order my own food in bars.
So please don’t pity me,
As I’m ok by myself.
In fact I choose to be single now,
For the goodness of my health.
Outside
the
storm
ragesWith
all of its
power
and mightI’m so
glad I
don’t have
to walkHome
alone
again
tonight
You
have
got
that
look
again
in
your
eyeThe
one
that
says
you
can’t
wait
to say
goodbye
As the
silence
growsEver
louderI sit
and
wonderIs this
it now?
Just
because
I like
my own
company
Don’t
assume
I don’t
want
any
I can’t
change
the time
on the
ovenIt’s just
one more
thing
I have
discoveredSince
you’ve
gone
However
hard I
look
for you
You’re not
here to
help me
through
So with
no one
else to
turn to
I’ll just
struggle on
without
a clue
I’m not ashamed
to admit
I shed a tear or
two last night
As the clock
struck twelve
It was all
a bit shit
Sitting here
all night
And drinking
by myself
I’m
only happyWhen
I’m dreamingOf
you
If only
I was at
homeI could
sit all
aloneAnd
think
of youIn
peace
It’s
easy
to lieWhen
no one
is listening
I
hate
Sunday
eveningsI
despise
them
with
a passionThere’s
nothing
good
about
themNo
positive
distractionFrom the
fact that
tomorrow
starts
another
weekAnd we’re
no longer
dancing
cheek
to cheek
Fuck
this
shit
She
said
I’m
going
home
I’ll
walk
you
He
said
You
can’t
go alone
I
don’t
need
you
She
said
Why
don’t you
just drop
dead
You’ll be
sorry you
wished for
that
He
said
When
you’re
alone in
our bed
I want
nothing
more
Than
to be
alone
With a
bottle
of booze
Sitting
in my
own home
With the
lights
down low
Listening to
my favorite
songs
Remembering
my
rights
And
justifying
my wrongs
Please
don’t push
me away,
he said,
I only want
to make sure
you’re okay
Please
just leave
me alone,
she said,
I am much
better left
on my own
You’ll
never
be the
one for
me,
So why
can’t I
just
leave
it alone?
Why do
I keep
getting
my hopes
up,
When
you’ve
made your
feelings
known?
Death
peers in
through
the gloomAs I
lie here
alone in
this roomUpon
this bed
we once
sharedCrying for
the love
we once
declared
Fall in
love with
me all
you likeBut don’t
think I
can love
you backThe
voices
inside
my headHave long
since put
a stop
to that
Spending
another
day at
home in
reflective
solitudeWas much
preferable
to seeing
you and
your shitty
attitude
Life is
just so
shit
without
youI’ve got
nothing
left to
hold
on toIf
only
you were
still
hereThen I’d
have
nothing
left
to fear
Nobody
knows
the
trouble
I’ve seen
The loves
and the
losses and
everything
in-between
On one
too many
gin bottles
I have
relied
To keep
all of my
secrets
hidden
inside
For the third night in a row there are people having a party, somewhere, along my street.
I can hear them talking and laughing in their garden.
I can smell their cigarette smoke through my open window.
I can hear the rattle of beer bottles as they are thrown into the recycle bin.
Music blares away until the early hours.
I’m so jealous sitting here, miserable and alone, night after night.
I mean, I can be fun too you know.
Well, kind of.
I
missed you
again todayEveryone
else had
gone awayAnd it was
just me
here aloneCrying for
the love
I had once
known
Tonight is
the first time
I’ve felt real fear
Being
home alone
without you here
What if someone
breaks in during
the night?
Will I survive
now you’re not
here to fight?
Pain helps, momentarily.
It provides a fleeting relief.
Then the numbness returns.
And living inside this emotionless abyss, continues.
I reach
for your hand,
but it’s not there,
and further into
the abyss
I fall.
I search
for your face,
but no one cares,
and it’s like you
were never here
at all.
Stomach lurching,
Bones aching,
Head pounding,
Heart breaking,
Waking up is never easy.
I’ve never felt happiness,
I don’t know what it is.I’ve never seen happiness
But I’m sure that it’s not this.
The message from the search engine pings.
Their spies inform me that last month I visited:
Three different countries,
Fifteen different cities,
And twenty one different places.
That means I travelled over 1000 miles, last month.
Each one without you.
And every one with an empty heart.
I can act like I’m happy,
I can act like I’m there.
I can act like I’m over it,
I can act like I care.
But it’s all to avoid having to admit,
That I’m just really fucking scared of life.
Without you.
Powerless to leave
or
making a choice to stay.
There is a difference.
I know you are bored,
I know you are curious,
I know you are lonely,
but please,
just fuck off
and leave me alone,
eh?
One day
You might be somebody’s something
He said
But today
I am nobody’s nothing
She said
One day
Somebody might love you
He said
But today
Nobody does
She said
The girl in the river,
She never thought she would be.
The girl in the river,
She didn’t want you to see.
The girl in the river,
She just wanted to be free.
The girl in the river,
She is me.
I wish I believed.
It’s heartening to see those of faith comforted from words set down so many years ago.
It’s uplifting to hear the voices of the choir soar alongside such stirring melody.
It’s inspiring to gaze in wonder at those beautifully stained glass windows like so many before me.
Truly.
But I don’t believe. In anyone or anything.
I’m not sure if I lack the inclination or imagination. Or both.
I am glad there are those that can be lifted from their darkest moments by the arms their God.
Sadly, the only person who will rescue me…is me.
And I’m not sure I have the strength.
You get used to it, you know.
Being on your own.
Plus, no one sees you cry.
Which helps.
Maybe it would be for the best if I left
Just got the fuck out of here for good
Let's face it, I could
I have no responsibilities
I have no commitments
I have nothing
And it's not like anyone wants me to stay anyway
I trace those old scars with my finger
I remember the fleeting pain
And the lasting relief
I never told anyone
I hope I'm not about to re-open old wounds
Literally
Sometimes
I just have nothing left
To give