‘Distill the life that’s inside of me…’
Different Hymn Sheets
Shall
we
just
stay
here
She
said
And be
happy
forever
more?
I
don’t
think
I can
He
said
For
there’s
another
I love
more
Bring My Records Back
It’s
never
been
as
quiet
here
Since
the
day
you
left
Not
only
did
you
break
my
heart
But
you
left
my
ears
bereft
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.
For What It’s Worth
The
overwhelming
feeling is
emptinessCompletely
hollowed
out insideAn ever
pervading
numbnessEvery
day
since
he died
The 27 Club
So this
is hell
then,
is itWho
knew
it would
look like
this?I
reckon
I’m going
to like
it hereBut
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!
I’m Here All Day…
I’ve
slept
most
of the
night
tonight
And I
haven’t
yet
got
out
of bed
I wish
I could
say
I am
ill or
something
But
it’s
actually
just
apathy
instead
My Own Nemesis
Only
I
can
winOr
I
can
loseAnd
I will
do
eitherIn
whatever
way I
choose
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.
Honourable Discharge
You
don’t
win
the
battleBut
it is
an
advanceOn
winning
the
war
Random #26
‘I think I’ve reached that point…’
Compulsory Appointments
I’ll
see
you
nowRoom
number
threeSo,
what’s
the
matterDon’t
fucking
ask me!
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.
‘How Soon Is Now?’
All
I
do
Is sit
and
wait
My
wretched
mind
Spilling
its
hate
My
decrepit
body
Heaving
its
last
A
bloated
reminder
Of good
times
past
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
expertBut I wish
you would
just admitThat your
claim to be
an introvertIs
absolute
bullshitYou’re
actually
just boringThat is
the truth
of itDevoid
of all
reasoningWith a
complete
lack of witYou say
you’re
introspectiveTo seem
like less of
a lame duckBut your
attempts are
ineffectiveAs you’re
simply dull
as fuck
One For The Road
I’m
starting
to feel
betterWith
each
round
that
passesAs my
sorrows
are
drownedBy now
empty
shot
glasses
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
(Un) Fit For Human Consumption
It was
exactly
one
year
ago
today
That I
entered
into
this
WordPress
fray
Thank
you to
everyone
for bringing
me such
happiness
Despite
all
of my
unrelenting
crappiness