Needled

I scratched you deep into my skin,
Felt the blood as I soaked you in,
From the memories I hold within
You’re leaking out; the mirror stings.

A Debt

Such a debt owed
Is never repaid
To know love
And the pain of its ending

The circle completes
Silence turns luminescent
All becomes nothing

Tide and time

The foaming fingertips of waves
Born upon the ocean’s roar
Touching brief in peaked salute
As down they bear upon the shore
Softly ending, effortless drifting,
Begin their journey home, once more.

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Tartan Shoes

I try to wake up early
(But I keep on hitting snooze)
Theres nothin’ wrong with me they say
Its just my heart thats bruised.
So I’ll sink a little deeper
In these post traumatic blues,
As summer leaves start crisping,
Taking on their autumn hues.

There’s nothin’ wrong with missing,
I just wish it wasn’t true,
Each day I check the internet
For some old scrap of news.
I know we all have choices
But it’s never me you choose,
Its always been another guy
Who acts like you’re a noose.

Friends say find another lover
But its never any use
Maybe I should take note
And just cut you fucking loose,
But every time I try to break
My soul returns to you.
I wish I could just understand:
Why’d leave your tartan shoes?

Dreams

Once again, within a dream,
Upon a street you’ve never seen
I saw your face and heard your voice
I took your hand (I had no choice).

There, into weary eyes I looked,
And read your story like a book,
Though sections still remain unclear,
Yet all I want; to hold you near.

Broken

Tonight,
I smashed a glass.

And,
As the broken pieces sparkled
In the dying light of day,
I thought of you
With tearful eyes.

Why do I hold
These glittering fragments
In bleeding hands,
If not to hurt
Along with you?

Wrapping them up,
I sing them to sleep.