I wanted
Your hands
To feel
Like his
To have one
More night
Of unbridled
Bliss
But as soon
As we touched
Let alone
Kissed
I knew
From now on
It would feel
Like this
For Clarity
I know
That we
Have
Hardly
Spoken
But my
Insides
Are now
Broken
And what
Is left
Merely
A token
Of the
Woman
I used to be
A King Sized Trauma
The dead
Of night
Is always
The worst
That’s when
The silence
Really hurts
Scot-Free
I’ll never forgive
You for leaving
Not least as I’m
The one left grieving
Xxx
His Death
It fucked me up
That much is true
But the lonliness
Was nothing new
Living With Ghosts
I clear the table
But leave your plate
Telling myself
You’re just running late
Over
And over again
Flimsy
It never ceases to amaze me
How quickly the tears can flow
At some moment of nostalgia
Or sentimental TV show
I guess it’s just indicative
Of how most days I can deal
But just beneath the surface
Lurks a trauma yet to heal
“I Was Sorry To Hear About Your Dad…”
I remembered what
It was like today
Back when that pain
Gnawed away
When his death broke me
To the sum of my parts
And my mental health
Was off the charts
And although with her
I did empathise
I couldn’t be false
Or tell her lies
So I whispered the truth
As I’ve come to accept it
Although time does heal
It can never correct it
“Left Alone With Just A Memory…”
The longer I live
With a broken heart
The more I think dying
Was the easier part
Welcome Interruptions
I’ve found if you socialise enough
Sometimes, it actually works
Then it’s only when
You’re alone again
That it really fucking hurts
By A Country Mile
I know
What they say
But it’s simply
Not true
Because at the end
Of the day
There’s no one
Like you
Game Over
It’s not
Just what
It took
From you
But it’s what
Was robbed
From me too
Before It All Ended
Sitting here
In our chair
Remembering how
You’d stroke my hair
And tell me
That you love me
Trivial
I just can’t seem
To complete a task
However big,
Or small
I guess what once meant
Everything to me
Now means nothing
At all
Lifeless
Where is your commitment
He said
Your passion and desire?
It all left when he did
She said
Now there’s nothing
That stokes the fire
Fuzzy With Time
Imprint those times
On your mind
As it won’t be long
Before you find
What you remember
When they’re dead
Is the all pointless
Shit instead
The Brave Front
After all
Is said and done
I’m still devastated
That you’re gone
Xxx
Wounds Of A Different Kind
Time may heal
But it kills too
I know that now,
Without you
The Lesser Of Two Evils
I did my best
At the time
Sacrificing
Your sanity
By protecting mine
It’s Not Like Misplacing A Bank Card
Dealing with loss is hard
He said
Thinking that he’d really tried
It’s not like I lost him
She said
He actually fucking died
Rewired
I used to be nice
I used to be kind
Then something happened
That changed my mind
Now I’m angry
Now I’m mean
With very little left
In-between
Number Six
And so it falls
Another New Year’s Day
Yet this feeling of loss
Never fades away
Overcome
Most of the time
I do quite wells
Smile on my face
Everything swell
But when those tears
Decide to fall
The reality is
There’s fuck all
I can do
To save myself
From drowning
Sea (E)scape
Around the coast
And to the beach
To scratch an itch
Nothing else can reach
An Audience Of One
I write a bit
Now you know
Nothing special
Or much to show
But just enough
To get me though
And show how much
I still miss you
Our Spot
You took my hand
As we crossed the sand
And I knew then
What I still know now
That’s why I come back here
Every year
To talk to you again
Out loud
Getting On With The Job
Why should they rememeber
He said
Every year
When you never even talk
About him here
Well, it’s not like they cared
She said
In the first fucking place
Back when the pain was still written
All over my face
Gone
Love him while
You still can
As the hands of death
Wait for no man
Sleeping On Trains
From the corner
Of my eye
I see you
Sitting there
Her head resting
On your thigh
Your fingers
Stroking her hair
I remember those days
My head touching his
When my heart
Would do nothing but flip
Yet all I feel now
Seeing such bliss
Is the overwhelming urge
To be sick
So Lonely
I don’t know if I
Can see this through
As it’s all so empty
Without you
Unplanned
When we said
Goodbye that day
We didn’t know
It would be
Forever
And yet
I’m left
Here alone
With only
Our memories
To treasure
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