Skulking

With skin

As tough as leather

And a heart

That’s lined with lead

I wander out

Into the night

To find something else instead

Snow Gates

Every twist and turn

Each up and down

All tell a different story

There really is nothing

To rival these roads

In all their majestic glory

Losing The Will

I can’t think of another ditty

Or come up with a different rhyme

Not when what I write is so shitty

More than half of the time

Speak Up

I can empathise

And respond in kind

Take my cue

From many a sign

But there is no way

I can read your mind

Down a silent

Telephone line

Last In Line

If you continue to push this

She said

And I am forced to choose

You really should be prepared

She said

For the fact I won’t pick you

Yet Another Failure

If there’s one thing I’m sure of

He said

It’s that you’ll get your happy ending

Please stop lying to me

She said

And being so fucking condescending

Random #146

I’ve fallen down another rung of the ladder, and I know I’ve got a fight on my hands

– Sean Hughes

‘Half The World Away’

Life would have been so different

Had you never moved away

We could still be together now

Enjoying every day

But that’s not what happened, is it?

When you fucked off and left

Saying that you needed more

Couldn’t stand to feel oppressed

Well I’m glad things worked out for you

That all your stars aligned

But what I cannot ever forgive

Is that you left me behind

Random #145

“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought: “This is what it is to be happy.”

― Sylvia Plath

Letting You Go

I really did love you, you know

I wish I’d told you so before

And now you’re gone

Nothing can be done

But to regret it

Forevermore

Xxx

Random #144

‘I get along without you very well,
Of course I do.
Except perhaps in spring.
But I should never think of spring,
For that would surely break my heart in two’

Random #143

‘The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.

I broke something, Old Man.

How badly is it broken?

It’s in a million little pieces.

I’m afraid I can’t help you.

Why?

There’s nothing you can do.

Why?

It can’t be fixed.

Why?

It’s broken beyond repair. It’s in a million little pieces.’

– James Frey

Six Years Ago

Walk down the aisle with me?

She said

The bakery aisle, that is

I thought you were being serious

He said

And my heart just skipped a beat

Xxx

The Death Of Me

Nearly twenty years together

And what do I have to show

Just a blackened heart

Now we’re three years apart

And sadness the status quo

Xxx

Not A Material Girl

I wouldn’t thank you

For diamonds

And I don’t care

About pearls

I couldn’t give

Less of a shit

For all the stars

In the world

I just want you

Back here with me

If only

For a minute

For my life

Has lost it’s sparkle

Without you

Still in it

Xxx

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