My Former Self - Marc Almond

Remember me

I was the boy with the angel’s eyes

And the blush in surprise

When you hold my hand in full view

Now I’m so wrecked that my eyes bleed

Watch me recede

Nails curl back

From the quick as they

Curl with my lips

Standing limp in the pool of the light

So callous and cruel

Bones are piercing me through

And the shadow of you

Is the shadow of my former self

A quick recollection and smile for old times

Sometimes I feel like I’m being unkind

Skin-tight yet sallow

Saddened by the shallow

Reaching for the glow

At the end of the tunnel

Somewhere up the ladder stands

I shout as the car glides

Over the kerb to the wall

And the hiss of the steam is the siren

Drawing me onto the rocks

Always as ever in no man’s land

With my driver slumped over my wheel