Together Forever
Was how it was to be
Forgetting "Us" never
Our futures held the key
So why have we all now
Grown mentally apart?
In such a short time how
Did separation start?
So this is the way that
Our friendships are to end
The silence will crush flat
The fun we had as Friends

Dark outside, dark inside
Got to wonder "have I died?"
Can't sleep, can't think
Can't rationalise a thing
Remember a time when peace was King
Creativity ****** away
Replaced by emptiness, well hey
You know I've seen this time before
And I can just keep off the floor
Of Life's reject -
That too direct
For you? Don't care,
When exactly were you there
For me? Can I be seen to disagree
With this world's self-satisfied profanity
Called "Normal"? - No
Just let go
Slip away
C'est le passé

Elegantly tall and slim
The face a cool façade
Of competence; no-one sees in
The world is far too hard

Hair of gold, expertly coiffed
Her nails are manicured
And filed; pretty but not to soft
Her aura: self-assured

She reclines against her chair
Commands of the garçon
A thé-au-lait; a regal stare -
He runs to be her pawn

Dark glasses reveal soft eyes
A smile touches her lips
Her true persona she must hide
From work relationships

Her life may not be easy, but
One pleasure's undenied
To sit on the Champs-Elysées
And watch the world go by

With the sky turning orange
You load up your syringe
And shoot up,  right into the heart
Lying back in surrender
That face, once so tender
Was doomed in this game right from the start

And you'll steal and you'll lie
And you'd **** to get by
And it ain't that much fun anymore
But you're in far too deep
'Caus this game plays for keeps
And you're fighting your own private war

What do I have to do to make you listen?
What do I have to do to make you learn?
What do I have to say to make you realise
That you're just taking your turn
And despite that special buzz
You're not special anymore
'Caus you're dying from the inside
Like so many before
And it still goes on....

When you think Life's a downer
Take an upper to counter
Till you don't know what you really feel
And you're starting to fear it
But Want just won't hear it
Won't admit that your world isn't real

And you've stolen; you've lied
Guess you'd **** to get by
And you've just lost the will to say "No"
How'd it start, one small pill?
Now you're in for the ****
Did you think it would let you let go?

What do I have to do to make you listen?
What do I have to do to make you learn?
What do I have to say to make you realise
That you're just taking your turn
And despite that special buzz
You're not special anymore
'Caus you're dying from the inside
Like so many before
And it still goes on....

And it still goes on
Day after day it still goes on
Nobody can say
How it will end
How will you die?
Alone, without friends?
Have you the strength
To do what it takes?
I know the answer
And my heart breaks
For you

With the sky blue and sunny
The warm scent of honey
Finally bright colour floods your world
Red as strawberries, as roses
Your mind finally closes
You find peace as the death colour pearls

And you've stolen, you've lied
And you've killed to get by
Did you realise you'd died long ago?
Yes, we all tried to save you
Didn't need us, oh brave you
You just turned away, just said "No"

Couldn't do a thing to make you listen
Couldn't say a word to make you learn
Couldn't make the sense to make you realise
You were just taking your turn
And despite that special buzz
You're not special anymore
'Caus you're gone, dead and buried
Like so many before
And it still goes on.

I cannot write a sonnet; it's too hard
To put such barriers around my brain
And thus I find my efforts often marred
Although I rephrase again and again
I cannot write a sonnet though I try
Through day and night; through winter, into spring
And even though I have no reason why
A ten-syllable line my thoughts won't bring
But now I wonder just what is so great
About this iambic pentameter?
And am almost resigned that it's my fate
That from the sonnet form I should defer
Yet, having spent so long in search of one
'Twould be a shame if it should not be done

My bus pass came today
I got it through the post
I take the bus 'bout every day
More frequently than most.

It's nice to have a bus pass
Means I don't have to pay
But there's this other feeling
Knew it would come one day

It's that bus pass lying there
Says to me "You're old!
The government has got you now
In a werewolf's hold

Now everything is regulated
Housing, pension, care
And if there's no bed for you to die in
They'll leave you lying there

They'll sigh in young frustration
As they pass you in the street
They'll laugh because you're old
With unsure, fumbling feet

So take the bus, don't worry!
It'll save your legs a mile. "
But I know the younger ones
Will stand me in the aisle.

Yet I still have my pride
And Youth won't conquer me
That feeling of decrepitude?
For now, I'll leave it be.

Darkness falls and I wait behind the curtain of the Night.
There's an ache in my heart and a chill in my soul
I can't wait to do what's right
I'd cry for you
And I'd die for you
But it isn't really worth it if you die too
Hurting with me every day
No, I can't....
So pick me up in the Union Bar
I'll be drowning my sins tonight
They took my heart and soul
But my Love is one thing they can't fight
Today is over now
And Tomorrow is just for you
Can't really say how it will turn out.
But the sentiment is true