An Incomplete Man ( I.P.)

My life just doesn’t add up anymore
I’m not the sum of my parts,
One dark bit wants to walk away
But I know I'm breaking hearts
Then there’s the man who wants to cry
While we sit here holding hands
You, with your empty vodka glass
Me with my crushed beer cans
But the shields are up in this battlefield
You will not see inside
Without them there’s a lonely man
Stripped of all his pride.
The talking’s stopped, silence now
The record plays again
Over and over it spins around
Needle scratching at my pain
I’m sick of all this dark pretence
My body wants to heave
A thousand reasons make me stay
Only one will make me leave
A tear now wells up in your eye
I gently kiss your hand
You realise, like I do now
Love's a castle made of sand!