Choices

As
bad
decisions
come
back
to say
hello

I
wish
I
knew
what
to do

For
now
my
life
has
fallen
apart

And it
feels
so
empty
without
you

Anhedonic

Trying
hard
to
survive

This
thing
called
life

Hoping
to fend
off the
madness

Striving
so
much
to find

Heartening
peace
of
mind

Hiding
under my
duvet of
sadness

Who Gives A Shit

Have
I
done
the
wrong
thing
again?

I
suppose
only
time
will
tell

Until
then
I’ll
try to
keep
myself
sane

Whilst
preparing
to
burn
in
hell

Going It Alone

However
hard I
look
for you

You’re not
here to
help me
through

So with
no one
else to
turn to

I’ll just
struggle on
without
a clue

Nothing

Nothing makes
me happy

Nothing makes
me smile

There’s nothing left
to look forward to

Nothing that
feels worthwhile

Christmas Dinner

I really
can’t be
arsed

I’d rather
just stay
in bed

I’m not in
the mood for
such jollity

Preferring
melancholy,
as I do, instead

Regime #7

I think
these pills
have
stopped
working

They
have
become
just a
token

For
they no
longer
take away
the hurting

From a
heart
that is
already
broken

3.38pm

Another
day spent
lying
in bed

Thoughts
racing
through
my head

Wondering
what it
was you
said

And all
the while
wishing
I was dead

Forty Winks

I’ve
woken up
on the
sofa
today

Now I
feel
like
a half
shut
knife

I’ve
said it
before
and I’ll
say it
again

I
really
fucking
hate
my
life