Love 2011
We wake up naked,
tattoos kissing
Mascara on the sheets.
My mouth is dry,
dignity missing -
I hastily retreat.
Tomorrow night – it's
you again,
A pill sits on your
tongue.
I tell myself I should
abstain -
Willpower isn't strong.
See modern love is just
like this
No roses, rings or
letters
But wait – now
Facebook knows we've kissed
so everything is
better!
As now one thousand
strangers know,
Our union can start to
grow.
Faith
Back here again, an
empty room
My loyal friend
returns.
This can't be real,
it's all too soon
My skin, it screams, it
burns.
And where are You, in
all of this,
When Your presence
really matters?
My faith was but a
stolen kiss,
My trust in You is
shattered.
I cry for You to stop
me falling,
My prayers, it seems,
in vain.
And then Your spirit
hears my calling
And hope bleeds through
my pain.
As now it seems the
battle's won,
I
thank You God, You and Your son.
The Festival
She sat baking in the
tent, sweaty
didn't want to get up
didn't want to face
them,
the world,
everything.
Depression
is a crazy thing.
Crazy when you're
avoiding your wellies, caked in mud
and the Malibu in
plastic cups.
Sausages on paper
plates.
There's a tray of
greasy chips in there with her
Cold and slimy like a
bitter heart
and she can hear Rage
blasting from the main stage
Two blonde heads appear
– come out, come out
Fuck
you, I won't do what you tell me.
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