Run to another room if you must
Take refuge and hide in your bed
But no matter how fast
You can run from your past
It’s still waiting for you in your head.
I tried to bake a love-cake, but there were just too many tears.
‘No, you hang u……….hello?’
Many times I find myself
Spiralling off kilter
So before they ask
On goes the mask;
Life’s better with a filter.
Dive into the silent lake,
Sleep awaits you, never wake,
Those days from which you felt you lack,
Are never, ever coming back.
I’ve filled out application forms –
lots more than I expected,
but the vacancy of LOVE remains;
Each form has been rejected.
When it comes to sex, I’m an aggressive stop.