Who am I now?
What should I do?
Why am I still here?
When I could be with you?
Xxx
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Who am I now?
What should I do?
Why am I still here?
When I could be with you?
Xxx
If it
is a
choice
Between
land or
sea
I can
tell you
right now
Which
one’s
for me
How very dare
You go up there
Without taking me
Don’t you care
Can’t you see
That’s where I’m
Supposed to be
Your final post
Flashed up today, as a memory
And although just a notification
It meant so much more to me
Xxx
How
much
more
of
this
can
I take?How
many
more
times
will my
heart
break?(Two down – one to go)
It’s
only
now
I dream
of
you
Now
that
you
are
dead
If
only
you
were
still
here
And
not
just
inside
my
head
Xxx
‘So drink, drink, drink and be ill tonight
From the one one you left behind…’
I really
cannot
wait to
driveAll
along
that
rugged
coastTo
settle
in those
mountainsAnd
mourn
who
I miss
the mostXxx
You win
You fucker.
Party in peace
– Sean Hughes
It
was so
much
betterWhen
you
were
hereHolding
you
closePulling
you
nearNow
all
that
once
wasHas
gone
awayI’m
left
here
aloneAnd
that’s
not
OKXxx
Pull down the stars
Put out the sun
I’ve had enough
You have won
Should
we
accidentally
meet
On that
busy,
bustling
street
Would
the birds
above us
tweet
As our
hearts
skip a
beat?
Or would I just blether on a whole heap of shite because I’m clinically depressed and unable to formulate a meaningful conversation with anyone of the opposite sex since my partner died so you just give up trying to listen and walk away thinking who the fuck was that lunatic and happily go about the rest of your life whilst I retreat back to my house wondering why the fuck I even bothered going out in the first fucking place?
As
I lie
here
brokenAnd
thinking
of
youI
wish
there
was a
wayTo
hide
from
the
truthBut
I’ll
never
forgetWhat
we
went
throughAll the
blood,
tears
and
sweatWe
lost
in that
room
Surrounded
by death is
particularly
unpleasantEspecially
as not
everyone
makes it
to heaven
Wandered
around
again
todayWith
an all
consuming
sighNot
knowing
how to
liveYet
too
afraid
to die
If
only
you
could
come
back
to me
Like
the
leaves
that
grow
on the
cherry
tree
Standing
outside
our
house
You
can’t
know
how
happy
I’d
be
If
once
more
your
face
I could
see
Standing
outside
our
house
I
wish
you
were
here
with
me
But
instead
I’m
all
alone
If
only
you
would
write
a letter
Or
call
me on
the
phone
It
would
be so
wonderful
to facetime
Or
if
you
texted
me
instead
But
I know
you
won’t
do any
of these
You
can’t
Because
you’re
dead
Do
you
still
think
of him
They
ask
Every
single
day
I
reply
Will
you
ever
stop
They
ask
Not
until
the
day
I die
Please
make
sure
you
bury
me
deep
So
I can
finally
get
some
fucking
sleep
Will
there be
someone
else
for me
Or
will
I forever
remain
bereft?
For
all I’ve
felt is
numb
you see
Ever
since
the day
you
left
‘Hold Me Like This For A Hundred Thousand Million Days…’
It
was
clear
to meThe
moment
we metThat
you’d
be the
oneI’d
least
regretXxx
It’s been so quiet
Since you left
All I hear
Is my own breath
As I lie here alone
And wait for death
The
wait
is
almost
worse
than
the
call
itself
If I
were
to see
you
againI
wouldn’t
know
where
to startSo
perhaps
it’s
bestI lay
here
to
restAnd
nurse
my
broken
heart
I killed
myself
today,
you knowAnd
no one
noticed
a thingFor
everyone
was far
too busyTo
care
about my
suffering
It’s
true
that
life
is
shortBut
for
some
it’s
shorter
stillThey
never
even
see
it
comingLet
alone
have
made
a
will
Was
I always
wrong
Or was
I sometimes
right
Not that
it matters
anyway
Now I’m
alone at
night
Someone
sent me
flowers
today
And for
their
kindness
I was
thankful
But
I still
chucked
them
in the
bin
For of
condolences
I’ve had
a tankful
You
can
try
to
imagine
But
you
can
never
know
How
much
it
tore
me
apart
When
I had
to let
him go
Xxx
It
was
awful
to see
you
waste
awayNeither
of us
knowing
whyNow
my
only
hopeIs
you
are
smoking
dopeAt
that
great
gig in
the
skyXxx
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