Internal Monologue

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

Just cheer up
you miserable cunt

Your wallowing
is excruciating

And your self
pity an affront

You Vs Me

You
can
cry

All
you
want

But
it’s
your
fault

It’s
come
to
this

You’re
the
one

Who
led
me
on

And
it
was
you

Who
took
the
piss

In(sin)cerity

You say
you’ve
got it
rough

Well I’m
calling
bullshit

As I’m
the one
doing
it tough

You
fucking
hypocrite

The Reckoning

If you
can’t
bear
to see
the hurt
you’ve
caused

Then
feel
free
to
look
away

For I
know
that
guilt
will
fuck
you up

And
you’ll
face
the
truth
one day

Impure

When
you
close
your
eyes
at night

Please
don’t
think
of me

Just
pretend
I’m
someone
else

Footloose
and
fancy-
free

E(strange)d

You can say
what you want

But you’re
still a cunt

Your actions
I can’t forgive

For I’ll bear
the brunt

Of your
audacious stunt

For as long as
we both shall live

Recouperation

There’s
nothing
like
being
looked
after

By
those
who
love
you
the
most

There’s
nothing
more
nourishing
than
laughter

And
being
brought
rounds of
hot buttered
toast

Madison County

With one
hand
pressed
against
the door

I try
to work
out who
I love
more

And in
that split
second
I decide
to stay

I throw
my one
chance at
happiness
away

Bad Seed

I
wish
there
was a
way

I
could
make
you
see

That
good
boys
like
you

Aren’t
for
bad
girls
like me

Absolution

Perhaps
this is
all I
deserve

And I
should
expect
more

For
penance
has to
be paid

To
those
my love
I swore

Transition

I’m not
ready for
you to
love me

She
said

So let’s
just take
things
slow

There’s
so much
I can’t
forget

She
said

But I
need this
more than
you know

Last Orders

Is that
really
it

There’s
nothing
more?

She asks
while
falling
to the
floor

We’ve
drunk
it all

The
well
is dry

He
exclaims
with a
tear in
his eye

Ungrateful Bastards

You
have
no idea

How it
pisses
me off

To
hear you
bemoan

What
you’ve
got

When
there’s
some of us

With
no-one
to hold

With
nothing
to help

Keep
out the
cold

Parachutes

I’m not sure I
can offer much

But a tissue
for your tears

A shoulder for
you to lean on

And an endless
supply of beers

Swipe Right

How’s
about
it

Just
us
two?

Fancy
a
walk

Visit
the
zoo?

Get
a
beer

Eat
some
food?

Spend
the
night

Being
terribly
rude?

The Trick Cyclist

I’d
like to
cancel my
appointment

I don’t
want
to see
you today

What’s
the point
in getting
out of bed

When
you can’t
help me
anyway?

Funny Guy

I like
it when
you laugh

He said

I wish
you’d do
it more

Just write
another
paragraph

She said

Then you’ll
really see
me roar

No Vacancies

I don’t
want you
to visit

When all
you bring
is pain

I’d rather
stay home
alone

And break
this toxic
chain

Possibilities

I’m
going out
tonight

To
remind
myself
to live

I’m also
hoping to
forget

What I
know
I can’t
forgive

(Compass)ion

It must be
so easy
for you

Loving
your life
as you do

But spare a
thought for
the likes of me

Drowning
in a sea of
melancholy

Ennui

How
do
you
like it

He
asked

Quite
soft or
a little
rough?

Either
way
around

She
said

I’ve
already
had
enough

Bed Head

There’s
so much
power,

In the
scissors
you wield,

It really
makes me
worry.

One slip
of your
hand,

A snip
or two
unplanned,

And I won’t
be going out
in a hurry.

My Dark Heart

Although
my mind
is broken

And my
soul has
been torn
apart

Underneath
all the
sadness
I’m still

A hopeless
romantic
at heart

Little Sister

I am not
who you
think I am

So please
don’t look
up to me

If you
only knew
the truth

You’d cut
down our
family tree

The Shrink

The
pain
is
buried
so
deep

She
said

I
don’t
think
it’ll
ever
surface

Then
let’s
just
leave
it
there

He
said

Breaking
your
heart
again
isn’t
worth
it

Earthquakes

I’m
surprised
you are
coping
so well

Given
all
that
has
happened

I
felt
like my
world had
fallen in

And
that
my life
had been
flattened

The Overthinker

Time to
get some
sleep

He
said

You can
do that
another day

If only
it was
that easy

She
said

To pack
my brain
away

428 Days Later

Never
before
have I
been so
trapped

In
such
a rigid
dichotomy

Between
being so
physically
restrained

Yet
emotionally
feeling
so free

Separated

I
wish
you were
here with me

All
these
tales we
could share

But
yet we
find we’re
both alone

So
into the
depths
we stare

Overheard

All
you
do is
bitch
and
moan

And I
listen
with
a sigh

For
you can’t
see what’s
right in
front of
you

Life,
passing
you by

Bereavement

Just
when
I think
I’ve got
no tears
left

They
fall
down
my
face
again

Why
the fuck
didn’t
someone
tell
me

How
to
prepare
for all
this
pain

Newly Qualified

Can we
leave it
there?

She
asks

As I
cannot
take
much
more

You’re
damn
right

He
replies

As he
edges
towards
the door

Mis-sold The Dream

Will I
always
be like
this

She
asked

Will I
always
be so
sad?

There’s
no point
asking
me

He
said

You’re not
the only
one who’s
been had

The Human Rattle

Take
these
pills

To
cure
your
ills

And
mend
your
broken
heart

They’ll
give
you
chills

And
delay
your
thrills

But at
least
it’ll
be a
start

Grieving

Are you
sure it’s
gone?

What
about
love?

He
asked

Compassion?

Make
no
mistake

I’ve
lost
it all

She
replied

Her
face,
ashen

Best TV Show Ever

I remember
watching this,

The first
time around.

When I
was young,

And
fearless,

And my energy
knew no bounds.

I thought I
could be anyone,

And achieve all
of my dreams.

But twenty five
years later,

I know This Life is
not what it seems.

The Water Cooler

If only
I could
feign
interest

Perhaps
we could
be friends

But in
fact you
bore me
witless

So I
pray this
conversation
ends

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