Six
feet
underDark
and
gloomyA
small
voice
whispers‘Welcome roomie…’
Fancily Dressed
I’ve
often
been
trickedIn
my
lifeBut
rarely
ever
been
treatedSo
it
shouldn’t
beAny
wonder
reallyWhy
I always
sound so
defeated
Random #36
You win
You fucker.
Party in peace
– Sean Hughes
Assistance / Resistance
So
it’s
been
a yearOf
your
latest
treatmentYet
I still
don’t
feelAny
fucking
different
Spitting Distance
We
could
have
had
it
allShe
saidBut
now
we’re
left
with
nothingMaybe
we’d
have
been
okayHe
saidIf
you
weren’t
so fucking
cutting
All That Once Was
It
was so
much
betterWhen
you
were
hereHolding
you
closePulling
you
nearNow
all
that
once
wasHas
gone
awayI’m
left
here
aloneAnd
that’s
not
OKXxx
The Passing Samaritan
I
really
can’t
explain
itThis
feeling
I have
insideI
just
don’t
want
to be
hereAnd,
God
knows,
I’ve
tried
Troubled
Staying
up
late
againSitting
here
all
aloneUnable to
shake this
creeping
feelingThat
I really
should
have
known
Innards
Like a
birdTrapped
in it’s
cageI sing
of love
and
lamentBleeding
introspective
rageAnd
bitter
discontent
Purge
We’ll
both
carry
the
guilt,
of courseThat’s
just
life
now
I guessIt’s
just
a shameAs
we’re
not to
blameFor
causing
this
fucking
mess
Rolling In The Hay
Looking
up at
youLooking
down
at meI know
this is
whereWe’re
supposed
to be
Move Over Tony Soprano
If we
went
down
to the
woods
todayThere
would
be no
big
surpriseFor
you
and
I knowWith
just
one
blowI’d
leave
you
bleeding
between
the eyes
Parting Ways
I
knewHe
saidIn
the
endThat it
would
all come
to thisWell
I wishShe
saidThat
you’d
told meAs
now my
heart’s
in bits
Random #35
Dá fhada lá, tagann an oíche
– Seanfhocal Gaeilge
Zestless
Finally
dropping
into
bedKnowing
I couldn’t
have done
any moreThere’s
no point
setting
an alarmAs
there’s
nothing
to wake
up for
Random #34
‘When you say it’s gonna happen now
Well when exactly do you mean?
See I’ve already waited too long
And all my hope is gone…’
Random #33
‘It’s a miracle I even made it this far…’
Fade To Black
Pull down the stars
Put out the sun
I’ve had enough
You have won
‘So Long, And Thanks For All The Fish’
Is
that
all
there
isFeeling
like
this
forever?Then
I’ll
just
bow
out
nowAnd
live
without
the
pressure
‘You Won’t Know Until You Try…’
Should
we
accidentally
meet
On that
busy,
bustling
street
Would
the birds
above us
tweet
As our
hearts
skip a
beat?
Or would I just blether on a whole heap of shite because I’m clinically depressed and unable to formulate a meaningful conversation with anyone of the opposite sex since my partner died so you just give up trying to listen and walk away thinking who the fuck was that lunatic and happily go about the rest of your life whilst I retreat back to my house wondering why the fuck I even bothered going out in the first fucking place?
