Spare Keys

The idea really

Was never

For you to just come

And go

It was more to ensure

You could open the door

To remove my head

From inside the stove

Miss Independent

Why don’t you actually help me

She said

Instead of standing there like a prick

Perhaps if you actually involved me

He said

I wouldn’t feel like such a dick

Torn Asunder

We always knew

This would end one day

That all our feelings

Would fade away

But we didn’t know

How much it would hurt

That we couldn’t see it through

For better or worse

From The Get Go

If I knew then

What I know now

I wouldn’t have let you stay

I’d have made sure

You saw the worst of me

And done my best

To push you away

Random #123

“Woke up the next morning

Nikki wasn’t there

I looked all over all I found

Was a phone number on the stairs

It said thank you for a funky time

Call me up whenever you want to grind…”

Sweet Release

In this instance

I don’t want you to love me

I don’t even want to know your name

I just want you to fuck me

Again

And again

And again

The T

As I sit here

All alone

And my tears

Begin to fall

I am reminded

Once again

Chamomile tea

Solves fuck all

Triggered

They’re always there

Behind my eyes

Just waiting

For their time to pour

Anything and everything

Can set them free

With no reason why

Or even wherefore

Putting It Bluntly

I’ll say

I felt better

In the end

But the honest truth

Is that

The only reason

I didn’t jump

That day

Is there’d be no one

To feed my cat

All I Have

If I can’t give you

All of my heart

Would you be happy

With just one piece?

You can have the bit

That’s dead to me

And I’ll keep the part

That beats

Left Behind

If all you do

Is stay at home

In a self imposed

Exile

You’ll soon find

Not even your friends

Will miss you

After a while

A Selfish Cunt

Call yourself a friend

When you left me here alone

When you couldn’t even be bothered

To visit or lift the phone

Call yourself a friend

When you all you did was make me frown

When you were only happy

If you were putting me down

Call yourself a friend

When you never gave me any advice

Well I know what I’d call you

And it isn’t very nice

#24 The Writer

Full of bleeding heart

That’s me

Slowly dying

For all to see

Hoping for words

To set the world alight

As I scribble away

In the dead of night

Random #118

“I drink too much,

I smoke too much,

I gamble too much.

am too much.”

– Dr Edward Fitzgerald

#21 The Peddler

Drink this magic potion, dear

In its benefits place your trust

For come midday tomorrow

When your life’s still a shit show

You won’t see me for dust

#17 The Therapist

Come sit in the comfy chair

And I’ll tell you why you’re ill

We’ve got all night

To spend speaking shite

When your insurance is footing the bill

#16 The Friend

Today is going to be hard,

I know,

But that is why I’m here.

To eat, drink and smoke

With you

And wipe away your tears.

Xxx

#14 The Ballerina

You sit and admire my beauty

As you gently applaud my grace

Yet my feet are bleeding

And I’m not eating

All for that smile on your face

#13 The Killer

Let’s have a game

Of hide and seek

I’ll play fair

I won’t peek

It’s the thrill

Of the hunt

That does it

For me

Your actual death

I could take or leave

#12 The Worrier

Does it matter

If I do

Or don’t

Should it matter

If I will

Or won’t

Why can’t it be easy

To decide

Without strain

When will I stop

Churning it over

Again

#11 The Footballer

You throw your cups and your insults

Because of the colour of my skin

I’ll just keep scoring goals

And celebrating with a grin

Random #117

You could’ve done anything, if you’d wanted

And all your friends and family think that you’re lucky

But the side of you they’ll never see

Is when you’re left alone with the memories

That hold your life together like glue’

Random #116

It has to be the something.

All the best sixties bands were The Somethings’.

– Jimmy Rabbitte

#9 The Nurse

It was she

Who stopped my hands from shaking

She

Who stopped my head from aching

She

Who stopped my voice from quaking

So why can’t she stop

My heart from breaking?

#8 The Optimist

This is

A message

From your favourite

Depressive

To say all

Is well with me

Here’s hoping

It lasts

That those days

Have passed

And I don’t drive

Into a tree

#7 The Banshee

After all the wailing

And gnashing of teeth

There’s no point in being violent

From now on

With my spirit long gone

All my screams will be silent

#6 The Egoist

You say living is easy

She said

But that’s simply not true

You’ve clearly never suffered

She said

Or had bad things happen to you

You think you’ve had it tough

He said

And everyone else is irrelevant

Well, we all have our issues

He said

You’re not that fucking different

#5 The Preacher

Soon our saviour will return

To wash my sins away

So until that time

My only crime

Will be to sit around and pray

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