Fifty Winks

I’ve
woken up
on the
sofa
today

Now I
feel
like
a half
shut
knife

I’ve
said it
before
and I’ll
say it
again

I
really
fucking
hate
my
life

(A) Pathetic

Here

Another
pill

Now
just
stay
still

Don’t
dare
scratch
that
itch

You’ll
just
pull
out
another
stitch

Then
once
again
you
will
bleed
everywhere

And
I
will
have
to
pretend
I
care

Disruption

For a moment
there I was
feeling good

Living my
life the way
I should

And then you
wander back
into my mind

And all sense
of peace is
left behind

Vindictive Cow

I
wonder
what
you’ve
told him

Now
I’m
no
longer
there

Have
you
bothered
to tell
the truth?

Or just
lied and
said I
no longer
care?

The Final Fling

I hope
I’ve done
the right
thing

For as
yet you
have not
replied

Perhaps
this is
finally
the end

I guess
I’ll wait
for you
to decide

A Tad Uncouth

I could
never
write as
fancily

As
many
others
here do

I just don’t
have the
talent,
frankly

For much
more
than a
fuck you

Gratitude

There’s
not
enough
hours
in
the
day

For
all
of
your
kindness
to
repay

Just
know
that
now I
can see
things so
clearly

I’ll
never
love
anyone
else
as
dearly

Ever Hopeful

Crossing
the road
slowly

Ever hopeful
of getting
run over

Leaving
the oven
door open

Ever hopeful
of inhaling
the gas

Drinking
spirits
every day

Ever hopeful
of pickling
the liver

Eating
salted chips
all night

Ever hopeful
of a heart
bypass

Box Sets

I’d
lose
days
inside
those
icy blue
eyes

Cut
glass
on
those
taut
cheek
bones

I’d
listen
all
night
to your
passionate
cries

And
love
you
down
to
your
bones

Sundays

I
hate
Sunday
evenings

I
despise
them
with
a passion

There’s
nothing
good
about
them

No
positive
distraction

From the
fact that
tomorrow
starts
another
week

And we’re
no longer
dancing
cheek
to cheek

Self Inflicted

I’m not
moving
from
my bed
today

At least
until this
hangover
goes
away

Then
I’ll curl
up on my
favourite
armchair

And eat
crisps
all night
without
a care

Bat Shit Crazy

I saw you
in the birds

I heard them
cry your name

Your tears were
in the river

Your passion
in that flame

Watching
over me

Like a shadow
in the night

Trying to give
me comfort

But just giving
me a fright

8.05pm

I can’t
be arsed
with any
more today

I’m just
going
to go
to bed

At least
that way I
might get
some respite

From the
voices
inside
my head