Tag Archives: Pain

Humpty Dumpty

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It’s broken in two
It’s because of you
Sex and sadness at 1am
Blood rushing so fast
Just recalling the past
Your touch is my Cardizem

I’m thinking of you
Do you think of me too?
In your mind though out of sight.
Fingers wet like a tear
Knowing you’d live in fear
If I were to die tonight.

Please break me in two,
Like I’m asking you to.
I don’t care if it causes me pain.
So, this poor heart
That you’ve broken apart
Can maybe feel whole again.

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New Shoes

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Funny how shoes are fine in the shop,
funny how later they pinch, and you stop
and think “Why didn’t they do this before?”
New shoes feel nice, on the shop floor.

You don’t dare take them back the next day,
they’re pretty; the agony might go away.
A painful pact with your blistered skin:
“I’m sure that walking will wear them in”.

Then one night they feel just right:
no rubbing no aching, they don’t feel tight,
they’re nothing like the ones you bought;
they’re comfy shoes -who would’ve thought?

Now you hurry down the high street.
Funny how the heels, now part of your feet
stand still at the window of the shoe store.
You don’t love your old shoes anymore.