I don’t like lying The sensation feels as dense as lead Like the batteries have been removed Not because they’re dead but due to the cowardice to tell the truth In the hope everything will be better when I pop them back in A tactic I try whenever my laptop decides it wants to spend the evening frozen I’ll admit it’s an easy option When my head’s filled to the brim with various energy drinks Thinking wrongly it can correct how I’m supposed to think Instead they just keep me awake but surprisingly it always works Well, until the day it doesn’t Don’t worry though it’s no skin off my back I’ll just put that down to the fact we’re confined to the unpredictable outcomes of fate And I’ll never shake that feeling Because I understand everything that’s loved eventually snaps It’s just unknown when I’ll be exposed to the inevitable traps of grief That lay hauntingly in situ The ones that are designed to be hard to detect To novices like me who spend a lifetime trying to connect unsuccessfully But if somehow I sidestep them and stumble upon a serendipitous encounter In a moment accompanied by a rousing leitmotif I’ll know I’m only moments away from an uncomfortable meeting with the dark depression The old but frequent enemy I’ve fought so hard to keep at bay And with hearing this for the very first time I’d be fully understanding if your instinct were to turn your back and run way I can see the blind panic that’s arrived in your eyes With a clarity so pure it could be eidetic And that’s before you find out I’m totally non-functioning without taking Tricyclic A glue like substance that’s so far prevented me from falling apart But to my surprise you find the courage to say…
“I’d take your cancer and digest it whole Paralyse myself from the neck down If it meant you wouldn’t leave me all alone It might sound selfish and maybe a little morbid But what life will there be left for me? If all my loves and dreams have been thwarted Like a mindless kick to the stomach Any sense of future prosperity would be aborted Before, I only saw life in black and white Like I existed solely in somebody else’s shadow Until the day I met you Where I drowned in the colour that flowed from your soul”
Wearing a tear and a faint smile I find myself finally catching my breath Like the weight of a ten tonne truck has been lifted from my neck Never before have I received empathy as sincere Your radiance emanates like a first edition in a book store Somewhat neglected and fragile but undeniably beautiful and pure And I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you here Making sure I never relapse, making sure I avoid the traps