FIVE YEARS ON
Don’t think of me when the nights seem so long,
When there’s no-one to turn to for help.
Don’t call me up when you’re feeling so down,
That you can’t stand to be by yourself.
You told me to go when I needed you most,
When life was at its lowest ebb.
I cried out your name in the darkest of hours,
I thought you would rush to my side.
But you said we were through,
You had someone else,
That I was more trouble than I was worth.
There was nothing to live for, or so I believed,
I tried to end it once and for all.
But, as is my story, I failed even then,
Though the scars still stand out om my wrists.
I think of you often, of what could have been,
If you’d had the patience to carry on.
I think of the good times, the bad and the sad times,
And I still love you, for all thats gone wrong.