True Colours

What
else
did
you
lose

She
asked

On
the
day
he
died?

All
the
love
and
respect

I
once
had
for
you

She
bitterly
replied

Ceasefire

Not
even a
worldwide
pandemic

Is
enough
to make
you see

That what
happened
to us was
your fault

And you
should
apologise
to me

Old Faces

I
loved
talking
to you
so much
tonight

It
bought
a tear
to my
eye

It seems
there’s
no one
else I
want to
sit with

And
watch
the
world
go by

On Future Dates

I
know
that
I
agreed
to
this

But
now
I
am
quite
scared

What
if
I’m
late
to
meet
you

Or
my
ability
to
talk
is
impaired?

What
about
if
you
realise

When
you
look
at
me up
close

That
I
really
am
quite
old
and
tired

And
the
thought
of
kissing
me
is gross?

On The Uptake

Is
this
the
part
where
we
kiss?

Be
sure
to
let
me
know

I
wouldn’t
want
to
miss
such
bliss

Because
I’m a
little
slow

Could Be Worse

If I
have
to read

Another
status
update

I think
I will
be sick

I
get
it

You’re
bored

With
nothing
to do

But
stop
moaning

You
selfish
prick

Sanitised

Don’t
come
anywhere
near
me

I don’t
know
where
you’ve
been

There’s
no way
you are
touching
me

Until
your
hands
are
clean

Tory Voters

You may well clap

And call out a cheer

But what have you done

For the rest of the year?

Hearing you support us tonight

Really made me shiver

It’s just so galling that before now

You’ve sold the NHS down the river

Male Bosses

If
your
decision
is already
made

Why
are
you
asking
me?

Just
take
your
patronising
questions

And stay
the fuck
away
from
me

(Hot)Wired

How
will
it
feel

She
asks

As
I don’t
think
I know

I’ve
forgotten
what it
means

She
says

When
something
stirs
below

The Minx

If you
don’t
want
to be
with
me

Then
don’t
feel
you
have
to stay

I
am
quite
happy
by
myself

Or
finding
someone
else to
lead
astray

Jailbirds

Can
we go
for a
walk?

No
pressure
or
anything

But I
just
want
to
talk

About
you

About
me

And
about
what
we’ll
do

Once
we
are
free

(A) Void

I
would
smash
that
glass

And
reach
for
your
hand

If
only
I was
allowed

Yet
we
have
no
choice

But
to
press
against
it

Hearts
broken
and
heads
bowed

Surreal

It is
just so
unbelievable

That things
have come
to this

Who or
what will
save us?

As we
stare into
the abyss…

Virulent

Whilst
social
distancing

And just
about
subsisting

To what
we are
witnessing

There is
no point
resisting

Dear Reader

Sometimes
my words
are so
savage

I even
surprise
myself

It’s like
the page
I must
ravage

With no
care at
all for
yourself

Pros & Cons

Whatever
it is you
want
from me

I just
don’t
have it
to give

As I’m
focusing
all of my
attention

On
finding
reasons
to live

Conundrum

What
keeps
us
together

Can
also
tear
us
apart

But
what
ultimately
destroys
us

Might
just
mend
a broken
heart

The Two Of Us

I don’t want just anyone,

I only want you.

To feel you,

Touch you,

Wrap my arms around you.

Hold you,

Squeeze you,

Bring me to my knees,

You.

It’s always been you.

Eighteen Months

It’s
all
still
so
fucking
surreal

I
can’t
get my
head
around
it

Fuck
knows
what
I am
supposed
to feel

Let
alone
how
to
explain
it

Immoral

This
can’t
go on

We
mustn’t
continue

As the
guilt is
seeping

Into
every
sinew

It
has to
stop

It
shouldn’t
have
started

As
we
made a
mockery

Of our
dearly
departed

Emancipation

I’m so
happy
I got
out of
there

As my
mind
was
going
fuck
knows
where

At
least
now
a smile
I can
wear

Whilst
I walk
around
without
a care

On (A) High

I
hope
you
will
remember

The
next
time
you
are
sad

I
could
have
been
there
for you

But
you
blew
each
chance
you had

So
now
you
will
find
me

Sitting
in my
ivory
tower
instead

Eating
strawberries
and
glugging
champagne

From
the
comfort
of my
bed

Stroke Of Luck

I could
have
stayed
in that
day

And we
never
would
have
met

Instead
I chose
not to
go
home

A
decision
I won’t
ever
regret

Xxx

Nobody’s Hero

Please
take no
notice
of me

For I’m
as fucked
as anyone
can be

So don’t
let what
I write
enthrall

As it
is just
words,
after all

‘Bring Me Home And Have Me’

I can walk along

Feeling fine

Then without warning

You’re on my mind

I break for home

Each step quicker

Heart in my mouth

Stomach ever sicker

As I remember

With a groan

The reason why

I’m all alone

Xxx

State Of Mind

I’ll
never
leave
the
house
again

If
that
is
what
you
want

There’s
nothing
out
there
for
me
anyway

Of
that
I’m
confident

Reflex

I can’t
believe
it’s taken

All this
time to
see

That the
bully is
not you

But,
actually,
it’s me

Predators

Twenty three years in prison

Is nowhere near enough

For men like you to realise

We are not your ‘bit of fluff’

Twist My Arm (2)

Afternoon:

Drink
your
tea

Eat
your
food

Leave
behind
your
mournful
mood

Come
out
tonight

Have
some
fun

For
our
time
has
only
just
begun

Hounded

I
know
that
you
are
here
to stay

I heard
your
voice
from
miles
away

Telling
them
you
were
coming
for me

And
that
you
would
have
no
sympathy

Slow Clap

Well done you.

Seriously.

I really am

so pleased.

That’s another

innocent person,

you have brought

to their knees.

You’ve achieved

legendary status,

To that we

can all attest.

For when it comes

to fucking people up,

You really are

the best.

The 27 Club

So this
is hell
then,
is it

Who
knew
it would
look like
this?

I
reckon
I’m going
to like
it here

But
first
I need
a piss

The Train Home

Why
can’t
it be
like that
all the
time

Talking,
laughing
and
drinking
wine

It
always
feels
like
such a
crime

When I
have to
return
to this
life of
mine

Sink Or Swim

When
change
is
thrust
upon you

It
really
makes
you
wonder

Can I
make
it to
pastures
new

Or
will I
just fail
and go
under?

Pre Booked Fun

Are you
sure I
have to
come out
tonight

As I
really
can’t
be
arsed

Apart
from
anything
my face is
a fright

And the
will
to get
dressed
is sparse

Sleep Well?

I dreamt
I was
pulling
little
red
spiders,
from
deep
inside
my nose.

Why we
were
drinking
absinthe
before
bed,
who
the
fuck
knows!

Foreboding

It’s all just so wrong

This shouldn’t be happening to you

Not as it hasn’t been that long

Since it happened to me too

I’m not sure how to act

And I’m not sure what to say

For there’s nothing on earth that can take the pain

Of what is to come away

The Scene Of (Too) Many Crimes

They
say it’s
good to
be back

And
for once
this time
it is

Reliving
all of
those
memories

Really
is
such
bliss

Just
to be
sitting
here
tonight

Delighting
in who
I was
then

Makes
me so
glad I
got the
chance

To
come
back
here
again

‘Drink Me’

I
really
should
just stop
now

I am
totally
out of
control

It seems
I have
well and
truly
fallen

Down the
proverbial
rabbit
hole

A Modern Day Soliloquy

To text,

Or not to text:

That is the question:

Whether ’tis best just to disappear or perhaps

Continue this same conversation with you,

On a face to face and in person basis,

And by doing so end us.

Across The Table

I love how you know,

To hold my hand,

Just by the croak in my voice.

I’m so grateful,

That you understand,

Just how much I need that choice.

Feeling that you’re there,

And how much you care,

Means everything you see.

But not forcing me to speak,

When you sense I’m weak,

Is why you’re the one for me.

G42

Was it really

The best of times?

Or was it just

The worst?

I’ve got nae idea, pal

Ma heid’s fuckin’ burst

Unremarkable

I know
I am no
expert

But I wish
you would
just admit

That your
claim to be
an introvert

Is
absolute
bullshit

You’re
actually
just boring

That is
the truth
of it

Devoid
of all
reasoning

With a
complete
lack of wit

You say
you’re
introspective

To seem
like less of
a lame duck

But your
attempts are
ineffective

As you’re
simply dull
as fuck

Middle Class Wooing

Don’t
bother
picking
flowers

They
will just
make me
sneeze

If you
really
want to
impress me

Just
bring
a wheel
of cheese

For an
‘expensive’
bottle
of wine

And a
little
bit of
Brie

Is
really
all it
takes

To get
into
bed
with me

Gone Since September

Life gets a little easier

Day by day

As the worst of the heartache

Fades away

But the ostracism

That never ends

Although I’ve done all I can

To apologise and make amends