When
I need
youYou’re
never
thereIt
still
hurts,
you
knowThat
you
don’t
care
Stiff Upper Lip
I
feel
so
sad
She
said
Can
you
help
me?
I’ll
certainly
try
He
said
Here’s
some
tea
Please Don’t Go
If
I can’t
speak
to you
anymore
Then
who
else is
going to
listen?
There’s
not
many
that
can
tolerate
My
incessant
whining
and
bitching
Ter(rain)
I’ll
take
your
hand
If
you
are
frightened
I’ll
hold
you
hair
If
you
get
sick
I’ll
even
lead
you
To
the
path
of
enlightenment
If
you’re
really
fucking
quick
Handover
You’ll
never
copeShe
saidWhen
this
happens
to youI
knowHe
saidI’m
dreading
it too
Double Act
Both
of us
here
Both
of us
there
Both
of us
against
the world
Without
a fucking
care
Real Talk
It
hurts
my
heart
To
hear
you
cry
And
watch
you
break
Like
this
As
your
life
Falls
apart
And
you
stare
Into
the
abyss
Taking Turns
That’s
it
nowI’ve
pulled us
throughSo for
better
or worseIt’s
over
to you
Squeeze
Such
a broken
heartened
man
In a
broken
hearted
land
If
only
I could
see you
I
would
squeeze
your
hand
And
never
let it
go
Granite
I wish
you were
with me
Gently
squeezing
my hand
Providing
me with
comfort
Helping me
understand
You’re Too Kind
Thirty
six
thousand
words
And
each
one of
them
shite
But now
I’ve
passed
one
thousand
followers
I
must
be doing
something
right
Mother’s Ruin
As
the rot
starts
to set
in
I
pour
myself
another
gin
To
silence
the pain
in my
head
As
the
thoughts
seem to
shift
My
mood
starts
to
lift
And
I can
finally
get out
of bed
‘You Make It Easy’
It’s
not
really
you I
loveIt’s
that
when
I am
with
youYou
make
it
easy
to
believeThe
lies
I tell
myself
are
true
Soothsayer
Thank
you
for
alerting
me
To
what
I could
feel
But
could
not
see
Because
of
you
I
am
now
free
To
be
the
person
I
want
to
be
‘That Means You, Asshole’
You
lied
When
you
said
you
understood
So
you
are
denied
Any
chance
to make
good
Across The Table
I love how you know,
To hold my hand,
Just by the croak in my voice.
I’m so grateful,
That you understand,
Just how much I need that choice.
Feeling that you’re there,
And how much you care,
Means everything you see.
But not forcing me to speak,
When you sense I’m weak,
Is why you’re the one for me.
(Un) Fit For Human Consumption
It was
exactly
one
year
ago
today
That I
entered
into
this
WordPress
fray
Thank
you to
everyone
for bringing
me such
happiness
Despite
all
of my
unrelenting
crappiness
Parachutes
I’m not sure I
can offer muchBut a tissue
for your tearsA shoulder for
you to lean onAnd an endless
supply of beers
Cutting Through The Bullshit
I’m
not
really
cryingShe
saidHonestly
things
are
fineYou
can’t
kid a
kidderHe
saidNow
just
come
back
to mine
Separated
I
wish
you were
here with meAll
these
tales we
could shareBut
yet we
find we’re
both aloneSo
into the
depths
we stare
The Soiree
It was
exactly
one year
ago
That we
were all
sat in
that tent
But there
was only
one who
truly
listened
To my
broken
hearted
lament
From that
day we’ve
kept in
touch
Developing
connections
of our
own
That’s
because
you chose
both of us
To reap
from the
seeds you
had sown
A Helping Hand
Although
we have
now come
to an end
Your help
to me
has been
a godsend
Even
though
my heart
you could
not mend
You’ve
stopped
me from
going round
the bend
Hostages
We
can’t
let
each
other
goWe
are
all
we’ve
got
left
Inconceivable
Mind
racing
Legs
pacing
All in
disbelief
At what
you’re facing
Gale Force(d)
Outside
the
storm
ragesWith
all of its
power
and mightI’m so
glad I
don’t have
to walkHome
alone
again
tonight
Confidante
I wish
I could
tell you
everything
With
no
detail
spared
Perhaps
I would
If I
thought
you’d be
interested
If for a
second
I believed
you cared
(Anti) Social Work
I
could
be so
much
more
forgiving
If I
didn’t
have to
work
for a
living
Nice Try
Thank
you
for the
offer
But I
really
must
say no
There is
no need
for you
to listen
To any
more of
my tales
of woe
Optimism
If I
had
any
more
I’d
give
some
to you
But I
only
have
enough
To
get
myself
through
This
bullshit
they call
life
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