Going Too Far

Lying 
here
in
this
strange
bed

Wondering
what
was
going on
inside
my head

Trying
to
ignore
this
feeling
of dread

Wishing
I had
chosen
to stay
at home
instead

Into The Wind

As my life passes me by

I lose the will to even try

So I raise my hands to the sky

And scream why me, you arsehole, why?

Vanished

With no idea what this shit means

I’ve fallen apart at the seams

Hidden behind these opaque screens

I only exist now in my dreams

Weak

I really am sorry

I cannot take your weight

For my arms are too broken

From carrying my own

‘Jealous Guy’

Some
days
I am
acutely
aware

That
you
have
much
more
fun
than
me

I
suppose
it’s
not
that
hard
to
believe

Given
my
penchant
for
misery

Zestless

Finally
dropping
into
bed

Knowing
I couldn’t
have done
any more

There’s
no point
setting
an alarm

As
there’s
nothing
to wake
up for

Afflicted

Wandered
around
again
today

With
an all
consuming
sigh

Not
knowing
how to
live

Yet
too
afraid
to die

(Over) Sharing

Well
far
be it
for
little
old me

To
distract
you
from
your
reverie

But
I really
need
to make
you see

Before
I’ve
drowned
in my
misery

Digging For Gold

Kindness
lives
within
you

He
said

Of
that
I am
the
judge

Then
by all
means
try to
find it

She
said

Beneath
the
fucking
sludge

Quieten Down(er)

I’ll
take
anything
you’ve
got to
give

A drink;
a smoke,
a sedative

As the
voices
in my
head
these
days

Are
proving
far too
competitive

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