Thursday 14 June 2007

She'd Been Crying

And I wonder,
Could you tell she'd been crying,
That she was covering that fact,
That that smile was lying?

I wonder would you realise,
The pain she was feeling,
Would you see past that laugh,
To the hurt she was concealing?

Would you know,
Would you realise,
Tell me do you see,
The pain in her eyes?

Tuesday 5 June 2007

Writing is Best

Each time I get down,
And I'm feeling low,
And I feel the need to tell,
My tragic tale of woe,
I turn to pen and paper,
Or to keyboard and friend,
In the real world,
Or whether it's all pretend,
It has to be told somehow,
I've got to be freed,
And it's better to write it down,
Than out, to let it bleed.

Tuesday 22 May 2007

Somewhat Surreal

And you'd think I'd care,
But it's over now,
Nothing can be done,
Truth and lies,
Of the day,
But nowt can penetrate,
Nothing can end the numbness,
That shadows the light of those events,
Leaving them in a certain surrealism,
Like a dream,
That would become a nightmare,
If to reoccur,
But never again,
It's not going to happen,
A promise to be kept.

Saturday 19 May 2007

Importance Lies in Bed

All these spiraling lies,
That we've come to despise,
Flying around so we don't know,
What is true and what's for show,
All is unsure,
No idea what to believe anymore,
Is there anyone to trust,
Among the lies and lust,
Or is love truly dead,
And all importance left in bed,
Does everyone just wanna fuck,
Or may I have a little luck,
And find a lover,
Like no other,
To be with forever,
And lie to never.

Monday 23 April 2007

Evil Guy

There was evil in his eyes,
As he paced the room,
It was easy to see,
This guy was death and doom,
There would be no escape,
There would be no mercy,
This guy was harsh,
Evil as could be,
You'd better watch your step,
Mind where you go,
'Cause he could be lurking,
You'd never know.

Monday 16 April 2007

Online

Standing life stuck in this place,
Getting by with my own embrace,
Because between us there's so much space,
And I'm hating loving you now.
You're amazing in every way,
Coming through for me most everyday,
Because you always know what to say,
And I'm not sure I want to be so close to you now.
You help me know what to do,
Bring sense back into view,
Because I can talk and listen to you,
And I wish I was with you all now.

This Thing of Caring

There's a constant worry,
That I want to go away,
It's this thing of caring,
That's not going my way,
With such a heated passion,
I want some lives to be fine,
As long as those few have good lives,
I don't particularly care about mine,
If there could be confirmation,
They'd have no need to cry,
Then it'd be easier,
For me to live my lie.

Thursday 15 March 2007

The Drink and Two Lovers

It's so sad,
To see you falling,
With all you're doing,
You'll soon be crawling,
You can't keep going,
How you are at the moment,
I can't bear to watch it,
It's twisted, bent,
It hurts me to see,
You hurting yourself,
But I can't find the words to stop you,
Within myself,
You can't see the pain you cause,
To yourself and others,
You have to stop this,
The drink and two lovers.

Wednesday 14 March 2007

Crushing Pain

I'm finding it hard to bear,
This crushing pain,
I see my life wither,
As I walk through the rain,
Right before my face,
My world is falling down,
Tears build in my eyes,
As all seems to hit the ground,
I can't find the strength to care,
About anything but him,
Without him life is pointless,
All but him is dim,
Everything is black and white,
And I'm so sick of it,
He's the only colour,
He's oh so brightly lit,
I love him with all my heart,
I need him to light the way,
But he's just out of reach,
And it hurts more than I can say,
I want to be with him dearly,
But I know only too well,
That I cannot touch him,
So I live my life in hell,
I long for him to love me,
But that's just a dream,
I want this feeling to die,
But it's so extreme.

Monday 12 March 2007

This Hurts

He has my heart,
But doesn't know it,
I love him so,
But I can't show it,
He's the one,
I want to be with,
The one for who,
My life, I'd give,
Always on my mind,
And it hurts so much,
Oh how I long,
To feel his touch,
But I can't have him,
I know that well,
This love's unreturned,
This life is hell.

Saturday 10 March 2007

Beat Me To It

I was going to dump you,
But you beat me to it,
You greasy haired bitch,
It didn't hurt one bit,
I'm glad it's over,
But it doesn't feel closed,
We still need to talk,
Clear up things imposed,
I have things I need to say,
For your own good,
I hope you listen,
You know you should,
I hope you explain,
Why you did it all,
Thought I was stupid,
Thought I'd be your fool,
Now we have spoken,
Everything's done,
You didn't listen,
But still, have fun,
I don't think you'll do,
All that well in life,
But you've got friends,
Or a knife,
I hate you for not saying,
Why you did that to me,
But otherwise I'm still here,
If you need me to be,
Ever caring,
Because you were sweet,
Hoping the current wanker,
Might soon retreat,
I know I should forget you,
And just move along,
But you'll be around,
So I guess there's nothing wrong,
With staying friends,
And hanging out,
So I'll say goodbye,
But see you about.

With or Without You

I've lost you,
I've lost everything,
Lost my will to live,
And the ability to give,
Lost my appetite,
And the strength to fight,
Lost the power to be strong,
And the courage to live on,
Lost the need for you,
And all the things you used to do,
I can make it on my own,
I will make it all alone.

Dying Without You

Countless apologies,
Because I went wrong,
Sitting here crying,
And playing this song,
If you go,
I'll miss you dearly,
Without you around,
It's hard to see clearly,
Hard to see,
Through my tears,
Made of memories,
Of this past year,
I value you,
Oh so much,
Life is better,
With your finishing touch,
And if I've lost that,
I'll just keep crying,
Because without you around,
I am dying.

Friday 9 March 2007

With Some Help

I am failing,
I did it again,
I have to stop,
I can, but don't know when,
It best be soon,
As it's adding together,
It's getting worse,
Stopping is now or never,
I'm going to do this,
I'm going to pull through,
But not alone,
I need help from you.

Thank You So Much

I know the mess I'm in,
Is through fault of my own,
Even though,
I had been shown,
How to avoid it,
And never give in,
But I ignored him,
And continued with my guilty sin,
He found out,
And he got angry,
But still continued,
Trying to make me see,
He persuaded me to stop,
And I can't thank him enough,
For helping me through,
So many times so tough.

Silly Things

Looked upon,
In a sad way,
For silly things,
I'd like not to say,
Disapproving looks,
Are thrown at me,
But my life's not easy,
And that they can't see,
They don't realise,
The help it is,
For me to do,
Silly things like this.

Wednesday 7 March 2007

Screw Up

Here I am,
The person I hate,
I realise this now,
But it might be too late,
I think I can correct this,
All of the damage I've done,
Get everything back together,
All that's come undone,
But right now,
I'm not happy being me,
Because what I've become,
Is not what I want to be,
Time to reverse the process,
Go back to who I was before,
Get my life back on track,
Before I screw up more.

Tuesday 6 March 2007

Questions

There're all these questions,
Swimming in my mind,
Where's life going,
What've I left behind,
Some answers are there,
Fairly easy to see,
Others are a blur,
What could they be,
I have no idea,
Does anyone at all,
Who has the answers,
Who should I call,
There're all these people,
With good and bad advice,
Some are useless,
Even if they're being nice,
Such stupidity,
Even though they mean well,
At least they aren't those,
Condemning me to hell,
But those people are about,
Sometimes getting me down,
I can only try to ignore them,
As they wish me to drown,
Pressing on through the boredom,
The anger and pain,
Wondering if my life,
Will ever be the same,
As it was before,
When I was so happy,
I want those good times back,
I want to be me.

Monday 15 January 2007

Writer's Block

Creativity, where does it go,
Sometimes you can get that positive flow,
At others you seem dead,
Not enough words inside your head,
No rhythm or formation,
No draw for creation,
Seems impossible to write,
But you gotta put up a fight,
Then the words just spill,
And you're all set to kill.

'Til Death

'Til death do us part,
I love you,
With all my heart,
No saying when the day'll be,
The day I fear,
Either I leave you or you leave me.

Try

Be positive in mind,
Have faith in man kind,
Even when all seems failing,
Keep on sailing,
Make each day count,
If only a very small amount,
You'll fly high,
If only you try.

Candles

Compare people to candles,
Some small and plain,
Others large and elaborate,
Each burning through sun and rain,
Sometimes burning brightly,
Happy for all to see,
At others flickering dimly,
Mot sure they want to be,
Now I'm a candle,
Not too big or too small,
I'm complexly patterned,
Now I've taken a fall,
My wick withered,
I've faded away,
I was blown out,
Now I've no more to say.

Fool

Must I be some kind of fool,
To be considering this guy at all,
Is he worth this painful heartache,
With all this shit he's making me take,
Near sleepless nights,
Split personality fights,
Confused in myself,
Might as well stick love on the shelf.

Me

Is the ability existent,
Tell me, is it there,
Do they have it in them,
To consider things as me,
To take a different point of view,
To look through eyes more clear,
I long to shout,
State all how I see,
But I bite my tongue,
Suppress my thoughts,
Don't show how I feel,
Hide what it's like to be me.

Saturday 13 January 2007

Secluded

The wind howls in the distance,
Whistling through the buildings,
Closer by, right outside,
Cars whiz right by,
In the thick of a city,
Yet so secluded,
So far away from anything,
Anything that matters,
Anything close to my heart.
A bleat, a whistle,
Peaceful sound,
Vast scenery surrounds,
The hills and the trees,
Mad cow disease,
A little yellow bird on a fencepost.