Posts Tagged ‘sad songs’

shocks and stings

February 15, 2017

zzwhitney

An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
      In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
      Upon the growing gloom.

Thomas Hardy, The Darkling Thrush

Icy winds blast frigid cold
In this everywhere of snow
Little bird you are so strong
Light up the evening with a song
Is there no place you can go
To warm your fragile feathered soul?
How can you radiate delight
On this coldest winter’s night?
The greatest courage is to sing
In the face of shocks and stings

by Richard W. Bray

love him so much – hurt him so bad

January 26, 2017

zzruthbatke

And I wonder sometimes, what is it in me that hates me?
Richard Wilbur, Complaint

He was the perfect man
Every woman wants to meet
Loving and honest
And friendly and sweet

I love him so much
I hurt him so bad

I beat up his sister
And slept with his dad

I love him so much
I hurt him so bad

I took all his money
And burned down his pad

I love him so much
I hurt him so bad

Left him demolished
And totally mad

I love him so much
I hurt him so bad

Something inside me
Just has to be sad

by Richard W. Bray

And then you blew it

January 4, 2017

zzblew-it

You had your chance
And then you blew it

A precious soul
Who loved you true
Lord only knows
What made you do it
There ain’t no hope
For fools like you

You had your chance
And then you blew it

All your contrition
Don’t mean squat
You got a lifetime now
To rue it
Ain’t gonna get
A better shot

You had your chance
And then you blew it

Thought you could find
Some greener grass
She was perfect
And you knew it
No one can help
Your sorry ass

by Richard W. Bray

I hate her most when she’s not there

December 31, 2016

zzheartbroke

Started to date her
Till she said “see you later”
I wasn’t even a skater
And now I really hate her

I hate her smile
I hate her smell
I hate the stories
She would tell

She found a new guy
Before she even said “bye”
Never ever said why
But I ain’t gonna cry

I hate her style
I hate her grace
I hate her
Stupid little face

Her love was misleading
My heart took a beating
And my insides are bleeding
But you won’t see me pleading

I hate her voice
I hate her hair
I hate her most
When she’s not there

by Richard W. Bray

Sweetest Nut

December 2, 2016

zzheartlock

Sweetest nut hath sourest rind;
Such a nut is Rosalind.

Touchstone, from As You Like It by William Shakespeare

Do you have a secret
That you’re too afraid to tell?
Are you delicate and tender
Underneath your heavy shell?

Have you suffered shocks and stings?
Did you build a barricade?
Did you turn those slings and arrows
To a daunting palisade?

Can you let me in your fortress?
Is it big enough for two?
Can we fortify each other?
Or is your castle just for you?

by Richard W. Bray

Crazy Seeking Crazy

November 24, 2016

zzcraycraylove

I need an angry noisy nutty girl
To thump my brain and wreck my world
A beasty batty nasty wife
To wrench my guts and ruin my life

I’ll find a gal who hates my mama
And cultivate some melodrama
I’ll never wonder why I chose
Someone to blame for all my woes

I need a crazy rowdy messy man
Drummer for a two-bit band
A needy stinky nasty boozer
A meth head and a hopeless loser

I’ll find a guy who hates my mama
And cultivate some melodrama
I’ll never wonder why I chose
Someone to blame for all my woes

by Richard W. Bray

All the Lovin’ Minus All the Pain

October 29, 2016

zzzmanchild

Things that made me want you
Are driving me insane
When I add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain

I ain’t the type of gal
Who’s gonna grimace and complain
When I add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain

Think I’ve had enough of standing
Lonesome in the rain
When I add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain

I can see my future
Swirlin’ slowly down the drain
When I add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain

You’re just a big ole puppy
I ain’t never gonna train
Time to add up all the lovin’
Minus all the pain

by Richard W. Bray

The man I wanna be

October 25, 2016

zzzhotelman

There’s no one here to carry on
If I stay out the whole night long
Or give a tinker’s damn if I don’t call
I’m livin’ like I wanted to
And doin’ things I wanna do
And nothin’ means a thing to me at all

Kris Kristofferson, From the Bottle to the Bottom

I had a boring, stupid life
I had some kids; I had a wife
I had fuss; I had complain
I had a big ole ball and chain

Now the boys and me
We can all stay out till three
Cuz I’m free to be
The man I wanna be

Can’t be stuck at home at night
I got to roam; I got to fight
I need those dirty city lights
And all those wicked wet delights

Gonna burn the sheets
With every gal I see
Cuz I’m free to be
The man I wanna be

Now I’m stuck in this motel
Guess my plans didn’t go so well
Found lots of hurt and lots of smell
On my one way trip to hell

I got whiskey and tv
In a room that smells like pee
But I’m free to be
The man I wanna be

by Richard W. Bray

Bleak

September 30, 2016

zzzedwardhopper


In headaches and in worry
    Vaguely life leaks away,
And Time will have his fancy
    To-morrow or to-day.

W.H. Auden, As I Walked Out One Evening

Walking down the street
Going nowhere
Nothing to look forward to
Nobody to care
Big cloud of empty
Hanging in the air

Life is just
A rotten stupid
Maggot-breeding scam
I’m tired and I’m sick
Of everything I am

Can’t stagger through
Another dragging day
None of my plans
Ended up this way
Days bleed into weeks
And life drifts away

Life is just
A rotten stupid
Maggot-breeding scam
I’m tired and I’m sick
Of everything I am

by Richard W. Bray

Same Old Trouble

September 11, 2016

zzzsadlovedole-natalieramirez

I’m the same old trouble that you’ve always been through
So why don’t you love me like you used to do?

Hank Williams

Tell me what I did
Tell me what I said
How did I get exiled
And banished from your bed?

Never had the guts to dream
Your love would come my way
As soon as I believed it
It melted all away

Our love was like an island
In an ocean full of sad
I was drowning when I met you
You were everything I had

The fool who said it’s better
To love and then to lose
Never loved on borrowed time
And lost someone like you

Tell me what to say
Tell me what to do
I’d do anything you want
To get back to me and you

by Richard W. Bray