“I married my wife of the day of the eclipse”…

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Twenty years…
Of the love delusion…

Twenty years…
Of cupid’s illusion…

Twenty years…
Of fractured vows…

Twenty years…
Only God knows how…

Twenty years…
Of ups and downs…

Twenty years…
Of smiles, of frowns…

Twenty years…
Said it wouldn’t last…

Twenty years…
Hid behind a mask…

Twenty years…
Navigating rough seas…

Twenty years…
Battling the monotony…

Twenty years…
Forgiving, not forgetting…

Twenty years…
Of silently regretting…

Twenty years…
Trying to communicate…

Twenty years…
Watching scars accumulate…

Twenty years…
Of secrets and lies…

Twenty years…
Eye Will Not Cry…

Twenty years…
Of lies and deceit…

Twenty years…
Can you feel my heartbeat…

Twenty years…
What’ve we done to each other…

Twenty years…
Will we ever recover…

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“And now she’s in me, always with me”…

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He’s no longer sure…
If he liked you that much…

He no longer craves…
The warmth of your touch…

The spark has died…
And there is little else left…

What once existed…
Has been laid to rest…

Leaving you a stranger…
No longer part of his dreams…

Like a bit part actress…
That’s seldom on screen…

And stood on the outside…
You’re now looking in…

Wondering how this happened…
Much to your chagrin…

As there was a time…
When he worshiped you…

He believed your lies…
Prayed they were true…

And connected so deep…
You shook his very soul…

Sending his moral compass…
Spinning out of control…

He became your puppet…
The mistress’s servant…

He’d do anything for you…
Even if you didn’t deserve it…

But you turned on him…
Like a vampire craving blood…

You drained his emotions…
Whilst feasting on the flood…

Leaving him searching…
For the sanctuary of shadows…

A hole in the darkness…
Where only he knows…

A place he could think…
Allow his mind to clearly see…

And it granted him freedom…
From your constant misery…

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“They say I’m mental, but I’ve been abused”…

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He walked up the steps…
And stumbled inside…

Into the room at the top…
Where the memory resides…

Of his pure innocence…
Cruelly ripped away…

On a dark summer night…
After a long hot day…

It’d started so brightly…
Filled with endless love…

No hint of the evil…
Descending from above…

In that room as he slept…
And was quietly woken…

Subjected to such horrors…
That left him just broken…

Unable to speak…
And unable to smile…

It scarred him forever…
His soul in exile…

Never spoken about since…
Kept in secret & silence…

In fear that speaking out…
May lead to violence…

So it was locked away…
In a box labelled shame…

Forgetting the horror…
Never speaking its name…

Moving on with his life…
Smoothing out its creases…

Trying to live with it…
And pick up the pieces…

But now he is back…
After all those years…

Stood in that room…
Holding back the tears…

With a knife in his hand…
It’s time to submit…

Switch off his pain…
And finally end it…

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“I’ve looked at life, from both sides now”…

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She’s been to dark places…
Where the sun never shines…

And the sky is covered over…
By the blackness in her mind…

She’s enjoyed evil thoughts…
Matched by her actions…

She’s hurt those around…
Whilst seeking some distraction…

She’s a version of another…
The person no one else sees…

Like a stealthy secret agent…
A double life she leads…

Taking risks with her life…
Gently loving, yet deceiving…

In the search of something…
To keep her believing…

That there is more to life…
That a truth will be found…

To assist her find the peace…
So she can sleep sound…

And switch off the visions…
That race through her head…

And mute all the voices…
Wishing she’d not said…

Words of bitter cruelty…
The words of pure hate…

Words she can’t take back…
And that didn’t translate…

Into how she’s feeling…
Because she can’t articulate…

The pain that surrounds her…
She fears it’s much too late…

To resolve this situation…
Or ever reclaim her soul…

That’s inked with her crimes…
Now out of all control…

As she sits in dark places…
Where the sun never shines…

And the sky is covered over…
By the black clouds in her mind…

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“I have become, comfortably numb”…

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Here he lies sleeping…
Deep underground…

The grass has grown over…
No trace can be found…

Just a simple plot…
With memories and flowers…

So peaceful and so quiet…
I could sit here for hours…

A place that’s so detached…
In a field full of pain…

My mind floods with memories…
Under a sky filled with rain…

Refusing to let emotions show…
Keeping tears locked away inside…

It’s the way he brought me up…
Even now I can’t cry…

It’s all floating around in there…
Yet I keep it all closed…

If I open the box…
I’ll feel so vulnerable, so exposed…

That’s just not an option…
So it’s a choice I have made…

And along with all the others…
Grieving will be forever delayed…

Perhaps this is my weakness…
A sign that I’m not strong…

But don’t lay there and judge me…
Don’t tell me this is wrong…

It doesn’t mean I don’t think about you…
Or what you mean to me…

Maybe one day I’ll resolve this…
Perhaps then I’ll be set free…

Until then you can sleep…
Your body covered in dirt…

Becoming at one with the Earth…
And at peace from all your hurt…

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“And they take your souls away”…

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They follow him…

Like he’s a God…

Yet he treats them all…

Like his pet dogs…

Abusing his power…

And his position…

Spreading his lies…

Preaching with poison…

He preys on the weak…

The lost and the damned…

To those who are drowning…

He offers out his hand…

As they bow down…

Fall to their knees…

And do anything…

So eager to please…

The one they follow…

And they all adore…

He gives them shelter…

If they abide by his laws…

But they fail to see…

The darkness within…

He’s mentally instable…

Where did this begin…

How did this happen…

What do they see…

In a confused world…

Run by his insanity…

Where he kills for fun…

Offering up sacrifice…

Any of his flock…

Who have no price…

They have no value…

In his warped eyes…

Just his play things…

Under the disguise…

Of being his disciples…

The special chosen ones…

Who stand before him…

With no urge to run…

Because they follow him…

And amidst all their strife…

It’s their humble privilege…

To give him their life…

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“Don’t think, Don’t worry, Everything’s just fine”…

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He doesn’t know what…
What you want him to say…

Doesn’t even know…
How he is feeling today…

He doesn’t even know…
What or how to feel…

Yet you ask him to talk…
Ask him to reveal…

You ask him what…
What it is he is thinking…

But his mind is numb…
And his heart is sinking…

All of his life…
He’s kept his emotions at bay…

Don’t you see how easy it is…
Just to lock them away…

If he let them loose…
He would be terrified…

So he keeps them near…
It’s how he’s survived…

It doesn’t mean…
That he’s not keeping you close…

You are the person…
He is needing the most…

Sometimes he needs to be alone…
Open your eyes and see…

Somedays it’s not you…
It’s simply all he can be…

And he has to get through this…
But be true to himself…

So he is leaving the demons…
High on the shelf…

In his dreams they still haunt…
They will always replay…

But it’s a battle he will face…
Some other fucking day…

So please understand…
He can’t do what you do…

He does things his way…
It’s how he gets through…

It’s got him this far…
He’s got to go with his gut…

So the doors are all closed…
And all the windows are shut…

Today it is Black…
Tomorrow may be too…

But no matter what…
Remember he loves only you…

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