Thanks For That

What is the fucking point

She said

Now I’m knee deep in it?

Trying to put

My best foot forward

And wade through this sea of shit

Don’t ask me

He said

In The Trance Tent

Although

I had

A really

Good time

And never once

Felt on

My own

It seems

Despite

Dancing with

A sea of people

I’m still destined

To go home

Alone

Good Morning

Monday morning

Same old story

Trying to pretend

I’m hunky dory

If only weekends

Lasted longer

Maybe I’d start the week

Feeling stronger

But as it stands

I never feel refreshed

So how this week will go

Is anyone’s guess

After The Funeral

Walking home

In the rain

Knowing I’ll never

See you again

My heart hangs heavy

My eyes shut tight

Knowing there’s no way

That I’ll last the night

Post Gym Workout

Don’t think

I’ll let you

Just lie there

All backwards cap

And grey

Sweatpants

For we both

Know when

I count

To ten

You won’t stand

Even half

A chance

Gut Punch

Just as you

Start to think

You can cope

With anything

It comes along

To prove you wrong

And you’re left,

Reeling

Drained

I wouldn’t have

Invited you

If I didn’t want

You to come

Plus, I can’t go home

On my own

As my batteries

Are done

Fucking Humiliating

I am truly sorry

He said

I never meant

To break your heart

Maybe it would’ve been better

She said

To have been honest

From the start

Intentions

I’m not looking

For a relationship

I don’t want

To have sex

But we can walk

Just to talk

And maybe see

What happens next

Revenge

If only they

Could see us now

It would really

Boil their piss

The fact we’re friends

Having made amends

Really is

The coldest dish

Deep And Meaningless

I’m sorry

If I’m boring

And the conversation

Way too deep

It’s not that I like

Being awake

I’m just too scared

To go to sleep

Forever Changed

The day

They die

Isn’t the worst

It’s every day

That follows

With nothing left

You exist, bereft

As your heart

Hangs empty

And hollow

In Your Eyes

After

All the fighting

With your sorrys

Both said

And done

I can maybe take

You made a mistake

But it wasn’t

An honest one

Not Worth It

I wonder will you catch me

He said

If I should stumble and fall

I don’t even think I’d bother

She said

Putting my hand out at all

At The Winter Gardens

Let us stop

Take a pew

There’s something

I need

To say to you

I have to ask

Now that he’s dead

Do you think

You could ever

Love me instead?

Living In Sin

Do you ever wonder

He said

What will happen at the end?

Blessed relief, I hope

She said

That’s if we’re not condemned

Happiness, Impeded

I thought

I would

Be better

If I could just

Forget

About you

But it’s proving

Too hard

With a heart

This scarred

To move on

With anyone new

Twisting The Knife

I’m so glad

I walked away

And left without

Baying for blood

As I know

My silence killed you

More than my anger

Ever could

S(ex)

When

The night is over

And the deed

Is done

I’ll just see

Myself out

Knowing full well

You have won

Bloody Hellfire

It was only

When my fingers

Were well

And truly burnt

That I realised

We were good together

Until we really

Fucking weren’t

Taking Back The Power

When you said goodbye, that day

You left me

Broken and scarred

Which is why now

It’s so easy to treat you

With such a callous disregard

Thanks For Nothing

I can’t believe

You’ve left me

Alone, and

In this position

I never agreed

To this bullshit

Nor did I give you

Permission

2pm: CBT

Fiona

Finds the biscuits

As Paula

Pours the tea

Stuart

Starts the talking

While Luke laughs

Affectedly

As I sit here

And listen

It all becomes 

Abundantly clear

So I relax, safe,

In the knowledge

I’m not the only

Fuck up here

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