@MattAbbottPoet

@MattAbbottPoet
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Showing posts with label anxiety. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anxiety. Show all posts

28 Mar 2011

Lucifer's Cardigan


Sometimes it's not so much the fear of being rejected
But the fear of being accepted
That's left me rather stuck
And I'm looking for distractions whilst you're looking at the floor
And I'm happy just to settle for a draw


And you might not notice how I start again
Two words out of ten, and end-up looking suspect
As you muse on muddled words I lie there gazing at the table
I'm willing but unable
To find another subject


And it feels like I am standing at the top
Of a diving board with a hundred metre drop
Or twelve yards out with the ball placed on the spot
But forty thousand whistles make me stop


And I'm wearing Lucifer's cardigan as you kiss me at the door
You tell me that you love me, and my feet raise off the floor
Then the harshness of reality leaves me wanting more
There's another awkward silence as I settle for a draw


And it feels like I am standing at the top
Of a diving board with a hundred metre drop
Or twelve yards out with the ball placed on the spot
But forty thousand whistles make me stop

And I'm wearing Lucifer's cardigan as you kiss me at the door
You tell me that you love me, and my feet raise off the floor
Then the harshness of reality leaves me wanting more
There's another awkward silence as I settle for a draw

Well he's really quite good lucking, mum; he's awfully polite
In fact, I think he might...
No I doubt he ever will do, dear

15 Oct 2010

All The Rest Is Propaganda


Tender words between us
From morning through to night
Holding hands but sat alone
Stumbling over what to write
You casually commented
And led me to believe
That after all you’re longing
For the heart that’s on my sleeve
I never did do big and bold
Perhaps it’s for the better
Shouting loud, standing
Well that doesn’t always get her
And I’m weary of the fact
That emotions can confuse
Reality or romance
The beauty or the blues


And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna kiss then kiss me, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna run let’s run right through that open door
And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before


We stroll along the precinct
You ask me where we’re going
I haven’t got the faintest clue
And I’ve no intent of knowing
But if our fingertips entwine
And neither stops to check the time
Full-on focus, fancy free
It couldn’t grow much more for me, oh yeah


And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna kiss then kiss me, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna run let’s run right through that open door
And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before


And I seldom speak, but silence stifles
When you speak, a thousand rifles
Punctuating whilst I’m waiting
The highlight of my week
And with that lip that I’ve been biting
Without that fear that I’ve been fighting
The whole entire world will stop, and
And I’m inviting, yeah


And if you wanna shout then shout, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna kiss then kiss me, like you’ve never done before
And if you wanna run let’s run right through that open door
And if you wanna shout then, then do it like you’ve never done before

18 Aug 2009

Lowlife


When there’s nothing left for death to take away
You strain yourself to struggle through the day
You have the gift of isolation
Starved from sight or conversation
You’re paralysed, you’ve never been so scared
In the depths of your mind, where mercy is spared
You’re searching for a reason to be sober
Never been dry since that week in October
And you can’t find the comfort in conform
You just shudder, shelter from the norm
It’s all you know, oh

I’m so sick of this, I’m so tired of this
I’m so sick of this lowlife, fuck right off with the same old bullshit
I’m so sick of this, I’m so tired of this
I’m so sick of this goddamn lowlife that I inhabit

When the only words she’s giving you are cold
The memories you cling to are desperately old
Reluctantly hiding in resistance
Find yourself questioning your existence
And all you want is something more
But you can’t unlock your bedroom door
And she’d sooner sleep alone than stay
When there’s nothing left for death to take away
Destruction has found its full throttle
You can’t see past the bottom of the bottle
It’s all you know, oh

I’m so sick of this, I’m so tired of this
I’m so sick of this lowlife, fuck right off with the same old bullshit
I’m so sick of this, I’m so tired of this
I’m so sick of this goddamn lowlife that I inhabit

When there’s nothing left for death to take away
You strain yourself to drag from day to day
Eyes wide open, arms aloft
You scream at the world to fuck right off
When you can’t unlock your bedroom door
And there’s nothing left worth fighting for
You’ll find that bottle, find that vein
The deeper you get, the sweeter the pain

And you’re far too scared the find the truth
You miss the blanket of your youth
When you wake in the morning, you can’t bear to face
The reflection before you, that fucking disgrace
You step outside but no-one’s there
You hide behind an icy stare
When you slip to the shadows and sink to the street
Hands in your pockets, eyes on your feet
And you’ve never got money, it’s pissed up the wall
You run from your family, too scared to call
When your girlfriend ignores you, she doesn’t exist
You carry a warning, constantly pissed
And there’s nothing left, it drags you further
There’s nothing left, it drags you further
There’s nothing left, it drags you further
There’s nothing left to fade away
And there’s no existence, you can’t resist
No existence, you can’t resist
There’s no existence, you can’t resist, oh
There’s no existence, you can’t resist
No existence, you can’t resist
There’s no existence, you can’t resist, oh

15 Aug 2009

Fireworks



That delicate way you take me to that distant place
I never really told you because you never asked
And I never really notice until I’m left to chase
I’ve barely stopped to breathe and the moment’s passed

And that delicate way you break me, design my night and day
Devotion soon devours, anxiety would roam

And then I'm scrutinising sentences, every single word you say
And I’d kick myself for hours on the journey home

Watching fireworks, through the window
Fireworks, as our love grows

Fireworks, through the window
Fireworks, watch our love grow

The only way to love myself is spending time with you
The only way to love myself is spending time with you

The only way to love myself is spending time with you
The only way to love myself is spending time with you

So let’s not ruin this with words, the chat-up lines and charms
'cause nothing else feels quite as safe as lying in your arms

This moment is for keeping, Lose everything we ever knew
And those sighs when you were sleeping, I know you feel the same way too

I'm pining for a second of treasured interaction
A lifetime would be blissful but I'll settle for a fraction

Watching fireworks, through the window
Fireworks, as our love grows

Fireworks, through the window
Fireworks, watch our love grow

The only way to love myself is spending time with you
The only way to love myself is spending time with you

The only way to love myself is spending time with you
The only way to love myself is spending time with you

Watching fireworks, through the window
Fireworks, as our love grows

Fireworks, through the window
Fireworks, watch our love grow

Watching fireworks, through the window

Fireworks, as our love grows
Fireworks, through the window
Fireworks, watch our love grow


29 Jul 2009

Maria, Full of Grace


I saw the beauty in her eyes
And though I searched, I could not recognise a soul
Well she was blind from compromise
And as she talked, I recognised that time had taken toll


And she would stop herself from smiling
But the bottle was beguiling
She’s satisfied in silence as she sits
And she’s satisfied with silence ‘cause it fits
Oh yeah, it fits
I saw the sadness in her sighs
And as I watch, I know she tries to make amends
I’ve seen the days that she’ll despise, inconspicuous disguise
And time had taken toll on her wits
And you would never hear her laughter
Here on in or ever after
She’s satisfied in silence as she sits
And she’s satisfied with silence ‘cause it fits
Oh yeah, it fits


‘cause when I saw my sweet Maria
She was lonesome and afraid
And through the night-time she was crying on the pillow as she said
And though she longs for me to free her
No more a mistress than a maid
She would stop herself from trying
‘cause she was lonesome and afraid


I saw the weakness in her words
And though she’d speak, I never heard it from her heart
And they were often quite absurd, it’s just the way that she preferred
As time had slowly taken her apart
And she would stop herself from speaking
Of the freedom she was seeking
She’s satisfied in silence as she sits
And she’s satisfied with silence ‘cause it fits
Oh yeah, it fits
I saw the darkness in her days
And she would spend her time just gazing at the wall
And her friends would say it’s just a phase, and plod-along with old clichès
As time had taken toll
I saw the curtains were concealing
She was certain of the feeling
She’s terrified in silence as she sits
But she’s satisfied with silence ‘cause it fits
Oh yeah, it fits


‘cause when I saw my sweet Maria
She was lonesome and afraid
And through the night-time she was crying on the pillow as she said
And though she longs for me to free her
No more a mistress than a maid
She would stop herself from trying
‘cause she was lonesome and afraid

18 Apr 2008

Maybe You Are After All?


And as a drop in your ocean I’m drowned by the notion
That I simply cease to exist
And I doubt that you’ll respond but I’ve grown rather fond
And so with my pen I persist
I don’t know where to start, from the head or the heart?
Or maybe from further below?
I’m ignoring the pain, this is written in vain
I’m smitten but you’ll, but you’ll never know, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I’m smitten but you’ll never know
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh


Yeah, I’m smitten but you’ll never know
And does admitting it soften the blow
Yeah, I’m smitten but you’ll never know
But fuck it, I’ll give it a go, oh-oh


And you may well protest at the hairs on my chest
The texture that you feel when we kiss
You’re taking second best, to stay in the nest
Not expecting that you’d fall for this
Oh, and there’s no-one to choose, there’s nothing to lose
At least you’d have something to show
So just swallow your pain, this is written in vain
You’re smitten but you’ll, but you’ll never know, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
You’re smitten but you’ll never know
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh


Yeah, I’m smitten but you’ll never know
And does admitting it soften the blow
Yeah, I’m smitten but you’ll never know
But fuck it, I’ll give it a go, oh-oh

17 Nov 2007

Three More Days


Now I've never been the kind of guy to introduce or even try
But then I saw you and I don't know why, but I changed
And then my confidence was captured with spontaneous suggestion
And all I had to do was go and ask a simple question
But the words were proving difficult to find, difficult to find...

And I'd barely had the time to think
Well should we go for a dance, or a quiet drink?
A romantic meal, and maybe flowers?
And I was left with seconds but I needed hours
And so I rise above my seat, and my palms start to sweat
And my heart skips four beats, and then her eyes met
Oh no...I'd better go over and talk to her!

And I know we've never met and I'm frantic
But hey, I'm just trying to be romantic
I got this funny feeling, d'ya fancy drinks tomorrow evening?
Yeah, there's simply nothing more to say
I'm only here for three more days
Yeah, tomorrow evening, what d'ya say?
'cause I'm only here for three more days

And so I try and search for signs, and think of words I should have said
And now the question's gone, and the lines they just keep running through my head
And she glances down then looks around and meets me in the eye
We share a smile, it's all worthwhile, I've given her my reply
Oh yeah...I'm gonna keep-on talking to her!

And I know we've never met and I'm frantic
But hey, I'm just trying to be romantic
I got this funny feeling, d'ya fancy drinks tomorrow evening?
Yeah, there's simply nothing more to say
I'm only here for three more days
Pretty soon, yeah, I'll be on my way
'cause I'm only here for three more days

And now you're sat beside me on a Friday evening
In two days time, girl, I'm gonna be leaving
And there's simply nothing more to say, I really wish that I could stay
But I simply can't stay, no I can't stay...

And I know we've never met and I'm frantic
But hey, I'm just trying to be romantic
I got this funny feeling, d'ya fancy drinks tomorrow evening?
Yeah, there's simply nothing more to say
I really wish that I could stay
Perhaps we'll meet again one day
And maybe that's the only way

27 May 2007

It's Only Been A Week


I was always gonna be single
I could drink what I liked, think what I liked, go for a dance and mingle
The thought of having a girlfriend simply drove me up the wall
The instantaneous texting when I've barely stopped the call
But then one night I saw you and I couldn't believe my eyes
I tried, but I couldn't ignore you - you gave me butterflies
I stopped in my stride, my tongue was tied and when you saw me I went all red
I tried to explain all these thoughts in my brain, but I couldn't
You messed with my head
I tried to give a smile, and ended-up looking like a loser
But if I only smile once, then I'll probably confuse her

I was always gonna be single
I could drink what I liked, think what I liked, go for a dance and mingle
And now I try and kiss your cheek, at every opportunity
It's only been a week, but I guess that's what you do to me
I was always gonna be single
I could drink what I liked, think what I liked, go for a dance and mingle
And now I try and kiss your cheek, at every opportunity
It's only been a week, but I guess that's what you do to me

I even feel nervous as I turn-up Water Lane
I expected it at first, but now it's time and time again
My heart starts beating faster as you open-up the door
I didn't think it possible to like you even more
And even though my jokes are bad, you always seem to laugh
You like my cheesy messages, even though they're naff
You hold my hand in public, and you dance with me in Zone
And you still show this affection, when we spend some time alone

I wondered if you liked me, as I tried to understand
And then a subtle indication, as you took me by the hand
You make me feel dead happy, with everything you do
And the greatest thing of all is that I make you happy too

I was always gonna be single
I could drink what I liked, think what I liked, go for a dance and mingle
And now I try and kiss your cheek, at every opportunity
It's only been a week, but I guess that's what you do to me
I was always gonna be single
I could drink what I liked, think what I liked, go for a dance and mingle
And now I try and kiss your cheek, at every opportunity
It's only been a week, but I guess that's what you do to me

It's only been a week, but I guess that's what you do to me
It's only been a week, but I guess that's what you do to me

It's only been a week, but time can't tell me how to feel
I'm feeling like I love you, and I'm hoping that it's real