it's the same as before
or the other time
or the time before that.
here's a ****
and here's a ****
and here's trouble.

only each time
you think
well now I've learned:
I'll let her do that
and I'll do this,
I no longer want it all,
just some comfort
and some ***
and only a minor
love.

now I'm waiting again
and the years run thin.
I have my radio
and the kitchen walls
are yellow.
I keep dumping bottles
and listening
for footsteps.

I hope that death contains
less than this.

Call a                          doctor/ plumber/ priest
My heart is               broken/ leaking/ deceased
My life is                   worthless/ so much better/ over
I'm going to              **** myself/ tell your wife/ Dover
How could you         leave me/ not know/ lie?
I hope you                return my stuff/ come back/ die
I'll never                   forget you/ forgive you/ go away
I need                        closure/ a DNA test/ to tell you I'm gay
Your                           face/ crotch/ top of your back
Is                                so beautiful/ lumpy/ unusually slack
Your                           ex/ mother/ best friend from school
Always made me      great coffee/ feel inadequate/ drool
I will                           miss you/ **** you/ stalk you forever
That way we can      be friends/ get away with it/ be together
I'm sorry                   you did this/ I did this /we failed
I promise to               pay you/ dye it back/ get you bailed
Please don't               leave me/ show the Polaroids/ write or call

(*delete as appropriate, just delete it all.....)

Stood 6ft away from the closing door, she fell to her knees as she cried on the floor.

"Why does he not want me anymore? Am I no good? Was I a bore?"

Once the tears stopped evading her bloodshot eyes, she reached into a draw and pulled out a knife.

The same knife she'd been using for many of years to draw pretty little pictures with her blood stained tears.

Patterns of the saddest beauty covered her arms and thighs, but she hides them with her perfect lies.

She tells those who ask about the marks on her body that "They were simply just accidents, end of story."

In her life people come and people go, so she thought everyone didn't need to know.

She kept all the pain deep inside.
Until the one person she loved, lied.

Now he's gone and left her for good. So she's just left on the floor crying, feeling unloved and misunderstood.

Thinking of you as these tears fall from my eyes,
No longer able to wear this beautiful disguise.
For you have shattered every part of me with your innocent lies.
Did you ever love me? Want me? Need me? Crave me as much as I crave you?
Just the feeling of your fingers,
Or the whisper of your words.
Missing every inch of you as though you were my treasure,
But now your feelings have changed and you've moved on like the weather.
Leaving me
beaten
bruised
and broken.
Now I'm left to forget the words that you had once spoken.

- I'm here, you're there