Match this. One kiss from you Brought me to a temper. I don’t remember Ever feeling this way. Loss of control, My soul taken. I did not want to fall in love, So many hearts broken, Or stolen. But you were not a thief, I treasure you. Took pleasure In the time we had But deeply, deeply sad That this is over too. Your loveliness Compounds the state I am in.
Blue eyes hold ice But they have a hidden soul. Did I get this wrong Or are you just being nice? I confess they were attractive, Or is this just a song? I was sucked in, I didn’t have a role, A bit part in a play; Living in my own hole Of self regret. "But, but," I say this twice With a look You could slay Any man You want to get. Quiet lady, I am not finished yet. I have loved and lost, The cost I have no idea to this day But the fact that I could do it Leaves me temperamental. I ain't going mental, I was always gentle With women this way. I hurt no one But I am not sentimental Unless I get committed. This Is no time to take the piss.
Seems we never can escape drudgery because it's the most prolific and welcomed comfort, despite hating it. No snuffing out please, life is hard enough sometimes and negativity only serves miserable people who hold you back with promises they can't possibly keep. Shame but true. “Hello everyone, my name is Steve and I am an alcoholic” “Hi” the assembled room would say “I think it was chronic, I sure had to pay” I then had their attention, They had heard it all before; My story, a bit different Because I wasn’t poor. I can entertain a crowd, Even raise the roof, But I never lied, Just didn’t speak the truth. Life growing up was hard enough, I see from your faces, you found it tough I will not dissemble any more, I find all this a fucking bore.
Every body hurts, Every body cries. Some bleed, Denying tears That fall. They will not wipe away Accept, accept! Maybe tomorrow If you try. Defy the odds. There is a need in you Not managed by silk shirts Or ties. Fast cars, Large houses; You know that will not do. “leave me alone!” I said “I know what I have done” Do you, do you really? Do you really know? I can show you Take my hand.
Put it in a blender, Drink it down Go on, go on! How was that? I did not like the taste But the frown upon my face Told all. The appalling silence, Deafening. But we were in a race. Competitors. What where the spoils? Nothing I may trace, But I found the prize; She was not for winning. What a fucking futile exercise, The coils of death leave no space, Come with me I return to sender.
I never asked anyone For anything, This was all my own doing, And now it's done; But the bells of time ring From the local church, Starched monuments of stone. Look down, There is no feeling Just odd numbness, Where did I go wrong? I kissed many And fucked a few But I think I belong To you.
I saw it in your eyes, There may be pain involved And sure enough there was. But what is pain to love? I went to work the next day, Made excuses for the black eye And calling you said sorry. That was enough for me; I was beaten by girls Many times before, Left bleeding on the floor Never raising a hand, but I respect them more and more.
She wore leather like a leopard, Close fit, And nice tits too. I did not want to jeopardise My chances. She did not glance, Just looked. Not a stare Merely an appraisal, And once summed up I acquiesced. I did not care To ask her name Lest we be misunderstood And no good comes from that. I take the blame, But I am glad I came. Same results again Nothing special But not you.
She entered the party Looking really hot. A blonde wig. Then it started And it all kicked off. She grabbed me by the balls “Let's get out of here” She said. I took another swig But how could I not? Took me back to hers Rode me like a horse. But the trigger Is not the calls, But how they break us And because. Decisions. We own them.
Choosing by the hour my confessions; Reap what you sow. Emotions will not grow, Give away possessions, A slow, ineffective Decision As you well know. I am only a voice I don’t do this from choice; But I am in your head I want to tell you to go But instead Probably go to bed. Will that be the end? I would not kiss and show.
Desperation feels so cold. I am not bold Enough to challenge, I just pick up debts, No regrets. My soul not crushed, Do I rush towards The exit? But my range Is short; On the fringes Of reality The totality Can't be pushed, Just moved gently forward.
Don’t act in haste, It’s a waste Of time. Perhaps There is no crime Involved. The mystery Will be solved. I burnt the boats And all the bridges, Can I now climb? If not I get lost And will not be involved.
They danced, Sent one into a trance Like state of mind, But I am not blind. Men with men, Men with women. The hypnotic fury Of what occurred May seem absurd To some. Get out or Get sucked in, But the chance Had gone So I had to dance Too.
Slow change Pulled us apart, A broken heart Put together again. Get over the loss, Over the pain And realise A new start Or go insane. The cost Is great If you do not, Do you really give a toss? You forgot Something, An umbrella To shelter from the rain.
A new page, Her shrewd gaze Put me in a cage, Drew out all my rage. Could I stage One last performance? The romance gone Common sense prevails. "You sail with the wind" The toothless boatman said, The oar in his hand. His bland Entreaties Did not command So who is exposed? Only me I suppose; So I stood naked, Pictures and mirrors Tell lies. Rake them over Behind the disguise There is a real man.
Faces in a crowded room Look down as I cross. I fly so low, Avoid detection, Always solo On no ones radar. The element of surprise, Important in war. I fight against the rejection, The ultimate doom Of a man so slow Of wits.
I don’t scream Or shout, I don’t fuck about. Life pissed away In a stream Of doubt As it tumbles, Fumbles forwards. An awkward Silence. Did I have a dream? Yes one day, But I thought I had Feet of clay, Not mercury booted, But I was suited To play the game.
You have gone too far Without getting anywhere, Treading waters Of despair. Get into the car I will take you somewhere, But you don’t care What happens. The straps of love All snapped And lying on the floor. Did you let go? Or was it her? You don’t know the answer As you head on to the door; Wallet, keys and mobile phone, The comfort of a nice warm home You are a chancer, This time gone too far.
I can tell you stories Of cabbages and kings, But the things I really know Can seriously sting. I will not say it now But it brings Something to mind; Love can leave You behind. I know that feeling And sealing The temptation, The contemplation Will not save. No crime committed, Just omitted From public gaze. Who cares? I do, I know what went on, Take it to my grave
I am so on edge, Can't sleep at night; Borrow from tomorrow. Every day My shadow gives me fright. I live on the ledge; I have to pay Do I jump? This wont go away. Not suicidal, Not depressed Inside. A fucking mess, Taking time To sort it out But I must Lest things turn nasty. As previously Discussed I cannot leave The ghastly Effect of age Gather rust, But do not see You dead.
Let me steal a moment Of your time. I realise you are not there. What I cannot Bear Subsides. What I feel Arises again And carries the familiar pain, And its real. No covenant. No deal. Except what was agreed. Am I a remnant? The wheel spins quick, The layers peel away But I still have a need. Can I steal another day?