‘I hate people when they’re not polite…’
Random #67
‘The freedom that you wanted back
Is yours for good, I hope you’re glad’
The Long Hello
I walked past your house
Every day
But never knocked the door
—–
I watched as you passed
Every day
And always hoped for more
Breakfast
I know that it
Has been a while
But sure as eggs is eggs
You do have such
A winning smile
And a cracking pair of legs
Funeral Arrangements
I took care of everything
But no one took care of me
Did it even occur to you
All that I had been through
And what was then my reality
Irritant
You’re like an itch
That even though
I scratch until I bleed
Will not go away
Forever Faltering
It’s all too easy
To slip into
This ‘everything is ok’ soundtrack
But you and I both know
It’s all just pretend
Because you’re never coming back
Xxx
Solo
Time flies
When you’re having fun
That’s why it’s still midnight
As I’m having none
Impenetrable
I really tried to love you
He said
But I wasn’t good enough
It’s really not your fault
She said
My exterior is just too tough
‘The Best Offence Is A Good Defence’
I just cannot understand
He said
Why you have to be so combative
I’ve just been surviving for so long
She said
That I’ve forgotten how to live
Not Her, You
You can tell me you don’t think she’s pretty
And that there’s nothing more to say
But I’ve been here before
And can spot a whore
From a thousand miles away
Discord
At some point you have to see
He said
It was you who wouldn’t commit
I wasn’t the one who gave up
She said
I just ended it
Happy Birthday (War Isn’t Over)
So this is your birthday
I hope you have fun
Another year over
But you’re still a cunt
Graduation (In Absentia)
I do not need your cap and gown
For I already have my own crown
Such pomp and circumstance mean nothing to me
So you can fuck your Master of Arts Degree
Cheerio
Drive away
If you dare
Just don’t think
That I’ll care
Random #66
‘Feel sick and dirty,
More dead than alive…’
Random #65
‘You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I’ll ask for the sea…’
Losing The Plot
If only this was a movie
One where the good guy wins
I wouldn’t be sitting here, alone,
Knocking back the gins
Happy Hour
Why think about what hurt you
When you can drink about it
Instead
Uncovered
All that time
I blamed myself
When you were the one who lied
You have no idea
How much I wish
It wasn’t him, but you, who died
Haywire
One minute I’m up
But then the next I’m down
It’s really hard
To fake this smile
When it’s easier to frown
Crocodile Tears
Go ahead and cry
Motherfucker
I really wish you would
For we’ll see tomorrow
If this little stage show
Has done you any good
In Hiding
I prefer the night
To the day
The world, on the whole, is quieter
This way
A Mutual Feeling
You don’t like me
I don’t like you
So let’s just leave it at that
For anything else
Is irrelevant
You arrogant little twat
Slipping
What’s the point
In laying down grit
When there’s all that ice
Still underneath it
A Gradual Process
With my self care
On the floor
The noose tightens
That little bit more
Twice Shy
Do you think you can trust again
He said
Perhaps offer a little reprieve?
There really is no point
She said
As people always leave
For L.
I miss you today
More than ever
Sitting outside in
This stunning weather
If only we could meet again
Even after all this time
As we’d still have
Such a fucking laugh
And drain a bottle (or two) of wine
An Irish Confirmation
When he spoke
The congregation gasped
For what they heard
Could not be grasped
As the Saint he uttered
When the priest had asked
Was Judas
Then in the carnage, basked
Galore
I wish I’d known you then
He said
When you offered so much more
Now it’s only apathy
She said
And neuroses galore
Random #64
‘Hold me in your arms…
I wanna be your only possession’
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