Hitting Back

What you said

That day

Hurt me

How you treated me

Was wrong

So I’ll make sure

You get yours

To rapturous applause

Before

Too fucking long

A Costly Mistake

You took me

For granted

And so

You’re paying the price

Perhaps you can

Now understand

How it costs nothing

To be nice

Not Even In Death

Whenever I think

It might be time

To call

And apologise first

I remember how

You watched me struggle

And decided

To make it worse

You Were Warned

I don’t know who

You think you are

Walking around

All giddy

And bright

It’s as if you think

A cheeky wink

Will make it

All alright

Well I’m here to say

It’s not ok

And for your sins

You must pay

So sometime soon

This recent boon

Will end much

To your dismay

The Scapegoat

It’s ok

If you want

To stay

I will be

The one

To leave

But just

Remember

When they find out

It’s my loss

They will grieve

See If You Like It

You’d think

That after

All this time

You’d know

What you did wrong

How you hurt me

So viciously

By stringing

Me along

But it seems

All that

Is lost on you

From what I’ve heard

You share

So I’ll care not a jot

In telling you to fuck off

And just leave you

Hanging there

Dead And Buried

You’ll no longer tell

Me what to do

How to think

Or to behave

Now the stars have aligned

I know my own mind

And I’ll take it

To my grave

Consumed

I’m not saying

You should forgive

But you could try

To forget

It can’t be a life

Worth living

Full of self loathing

And regret

All You Deserve

Perhaps it’s time

I move on

And forget

The things you did 

It most likely wouldn’t

Take me long

To find reasons

To forgive

But there’s still a hold

On my heart

That stops me picking

Up the phone

A feeling I’ve had

From the start

Something I

Have always known

That’s even if

I was forthcoming

I’d get fuck all

In return

So, for now

I’ll just say nothing

While the fires

Around you burn

Fuck You Very Much

There’s plenty that

I could have said

Even more

I could have done

But you don’t deserve

The satisfaction

Of thinking

That you’ve won

As If

I find it funny

You think 

I’d remember

Even more so

That I’d care

Because

Everything you said

Went over my head

As you were blissfully

Unaware

Dying On That Hill

Although you’ve talked

For a while

I’m not sure where

You’re going with this

But if you’re prepared

To take a shot

You’d better make sure

You don’t miss

The Decent Thing

Why can’t we let

Sleeping dogs lie

I don’t want to scream

Or start a fight

We should just agree

To disagree

And end this shit

Respectfully

Pathetic

As for your bid

To outdo me

I could not care

One jot

And if you think

I’m green with envy

I can assure you

I am not

Brooding

From the rankest bottom

Of my deepest recess

I hope and I pray

For your utter distress

As there is no way

You could ever contest

Your actions don’t lie

At the heart of this mess

A Fair Fight

I’m glad

You’re feeling better

And that

You’re doing well

As maybe now

I’ll have the pleasure

Of meeting you

In hell

I Know Your Game

Watching you

From afar

I can see

Just why you’re hated

Parading around

As the victim

In a situation

You fucking created

The Power Of Walking Away

I am honestly

Not interested

In whatever

You’ve got to say

It’s not like

It’ll make a difference

To how I feel

Anyway

For I have

Already decided

This relationship

Has died a death

So you may as well

Just leave me alone

And save

Your fucking breath

That Evil Within

I’ve seen what lurks

Inside you

Despite what you’re trying

To show

And it’s clear, in fact

Your crawling back

Just confirms what

I already know

Just An Act

I watched you tonight

Schmoozing the crowd

All good-natured

And affable

Yet I’ve seen you inside

Where there’s nowhere to hide

And the difference

Is fucking laughable

Like Arseholes

Suggestions on what

To do and not

Believe me,

I’ve had a billion

But remember that

What you state as fact

Is just

Your fucking opinion

Just Kids

I really don’t mean to be harsh

Or in any way uncouth

But there’s nothing

More fucking annoying

Than the innocence of youth

The Creep

I know you think

You’re special

She said

I know you think

You’re smart

Strutting your stuff

About the place

Like you’re some work of art

But trust me when I say

She said

That’s not what we all see

In fact in the office

The only hot topic

Is what a twat

You appear to be

The Retort

Has it never occured to you

She said

Even after all this time

That maybe your mistrust

Fucked things up

And this is all your fault

Not mine?

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