Another night I can’t sleep,
Filled with loneliness, regrets and isolation,
I try to relax as the sun rises,
But self-hate is my only meditation,
I stay clear from drugs,
And I try not to drown myself in drink,
My head and thoughts are empty,
But the quietness is so loud I can’t hear myself think,
Lately, women stay clear of me,
As they think I am on the rebound,
It may be true I’ve lost my marriage,
But with that, even more demons I have found,
I am a survivor, that is true,
But there is something I need to confess,
When you are constantly at war with yourself,
Sometimes even survivors need a chance to rest,
If I invite you over,
For a drink and a chat,
Don’t presume I want sex,
Cos tonight I don’t want that,
I just don’t want depression to beat me,
As I really want to live,
So when I ask you to hold me close,
It’s cos I need someone to cry with,
Let us connect through our demons,
And turn darkness into light,
A chance for us to repair our souls,
And cry together all night,
Let our tears mend our wounds,
Let our pain drift away,
Cos we are both fucked in the head,
And the ones who cared, we’ve already pushed away,
So, please hold me close,
And tell me it will be ok,
Let’s laugh, cuddle and cry together,
And let’s survive another broken day,
Let the low mist of self-hate rise,
Let them vanish if only brief,
Let me take off my mask,
So I can remember the beauty that lies underneath,
I need a cry buddy,
Damaged with benefits,
A one night cry fest,
A night to repair without judgement or prejudice,
So, cry my sweet cry buddy,
Cry all night with me,
Let the tears of a life of hurt fall,
Let them tears escape from you and me.


Wrote on: 30/11/2022