You were the only one
Who never said I was a nightmare
Only one who never got pissed off
At peeling me from the pavement
Only one who left my bedsheets
Permanently fragrant
Only one I never felt like I was boring
When I was drawing
My imagination with words
Only one who got me
For you shared the same curse
And only one I had to walk away from
Cos you’d been spoilt worst
The red ring around the fag is fading
Like it’s encouraging me
But I know better than to cave
This blower makes it so easy
To just reach you
But I know better moves to make
Same feeling though
Same gut-ringing crave
And I could relapse, it would be so exciting
But age has made me far less brave
I’m still the one who gets you better
Even though it’s been too much of a while
Only one who can call you vile
With utter credence
Because I saw it in its infancy
Still I’m charmed by your grubbiness, instantly
Because you bring those indie songs to life
With a spike of true crime documentary
Even a dig’s complementary
But I’m the one behind the scenes
The one who keeps it all together
I’m the one who made dependency
Not mean forever
I’m the one you think of
When that comedown kicks too savage
I’m the one you imagine is living lavish
Another squat, another warehouse
Another mug to bleed completely dry
Another spliff, another sniff
Another lonely cry
I’m the one that felt sorry for you, still
Even after all you did
I’m the one that prayed each time you died
A piece of you would live
I’m the one still writing poems about you
Still singing songs that only fraction capture
I’m the one still getting sober
From your all consuming rapture
So I fancied a smoke just then
Provoked alone by the trigger
And I fancied a thought of you just then
Cos I saw someone with your figure
Between little me and the urge
I dunno who’s bigger
The wind blew hard, as I hit my yard
And I slipped in avoiding shiver
What street is it you’re roaming?
What lap you twiddling hair on?
How many times you smash shuffle
Before you find your song?
Wonder if you’re still writing
Wonder if your spirit powers on
Wonder if you’re the one to someone new
Or if that ability in you
Is gone.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 