Sick

Sick of people saying they'll keep in touch, when they never do
Sick of of grey skies when they should be blue
Sick of living this lie when it should be true
Sick of being so alone when I should be with you

Middle of the Night

The clock strikes 3, three times
Every time it chimes, sends shivers down my spine
Time passing even as I sit still
Trying to smother the urge to kill

Close my eyes that fill blood red
Sneak around whilst everyone's in bed
Slowly fill the bath until it reaches brim
Remove all my clothes before stepping in

Lower myself gently as regrets wash away
Realisation that there is no other way
Further down until your head is submerged
Evil grin, given in to that sinful urge

Memories rush from baby birth day one
To present and the last time you saw the sun
But imagery of Mother's tears from second born's death
Forces you up to take another breath

Cnwy

Ink brought us together, now we're forever apart
She lifted me up, and then shattered by heart
Before we met, we'd talk on the phone for hours
About how when we'd meet, I'd shower her with flowers

It seemed destined to be, seemed so right
I knew as soon as I saw her, I'd squeeze her in tight
We got so close, just by talking on the phone
She even told me that her home was my home

The left side of her bed was mine for the taking
The day couldn't come quick enough, I was sick of the waiting
Five hours on the train, but every second was worth it
Because when I saw her face, it was just so perfect

We hugged on the platform like a scene from the movies
Her kiss was so sweet and everything I'd thought it'd be
We went straight upstairs when we got in
Electric sparks when I was touching her skin

Never before had I felt so at home
Dreading the time when I'd have to leave her alone
But all my wishing couldn't help as that day soon came
And I had to pack up my things and get back on the train

Not a minute had passed and I was already missing her
Remembering how I had only just been kissing her
But I'd see her again, of that I was sure
If I was ever feeling down, she was my cure

Things soon changed when I crashed into the bend
Because now all she wanted was to be my friend
Not ready for anyone else in her life, is what she claimed
And I guess for that she can't really be blamed

But it still hurts how you suddenly changed your mind
From loving me to not having the energy or the time
I'm sorry, but my feelings mean we can never be just friends
So when it comes to me and you, this is the end