all these faceless hollow images people I’ve never met but I know, their lives are a watercolour with gentle strokes its painted sl… secrets and lies and indiscretions
I’m an open book you said You wear your soul on your sleeve You hurt too easily And give your love to free But I can see through
I’m always there for you whatever you need I find and give, I never ask for anything in return and without a smile that’s all you… this field I plough from day to da…
in truth, all good things suffer t… no bricks and mortar stands for an… though, in your heart a love will… all the pain and angst forgotten,… down through the sleek nuances of…
through the broken windows with the peeling paint with the cracked putty and the ghosts of faces peering echoes yelled
I’m here to melt your tears to soothe your mind to show I care come rest with me
the sky turned from blue to black as I staggered off the train, you, more holding me than I you we found no comfort in the arms of… the streets growing darker
and she said to me I’m dating a black man now, and I bet you really hate that, do… I said, probably not as much as he… am I missing something here?
I don’t care leave me here I’ve grown accustomed the desolation I find comforting so don’t think
gone are the days of conversation erudite chats of things that confu… spanners thrown into confabulation tirades minus words just bemuse its a sad sorry state of affairs
it seems that my facial hair is ne… too long to be classed as stubble,… its in that grey area where the on… its the sensation on a partners sk… now do I shave and be whistle clea…
here I stand watching the days go… a restless head wondering about ev… I hear your voice it sounds like a… and I’m well schooled in knowing t… a change in her mood tells me its…
If I sink down to the end of this… And my toes touch perditions skin Who will save me as I have saved… Who’s love shall espy and reel me… If I fall down to the bottoms can…
that floating lift, that marshmall… one pill and a day to a dosage on… its that certain kind of madness t… a toss of a bung away kink which c… you spoil yourself and all’s ok in…
to you I’m less than derisory it seems I’m viewed as empty space… a nocturnal drift to an overspill as you scream without fear or grac… respect is just a word without wei…