But It’s So Brutally Apt

So you’re another year older, eh?

And yet you’re still a cunt

Aging it seems, sadly for you,

Changes nothing on that front


(Not Too) Many Happy Returns

Happy
Birthday
to you

I hope
you
have
fun

I didn’t
send you
a card

Because
you don’t
deserve
one

(Originally Posted 11.04.2020)

Those Treacherous Bastards

I know how I can come across

Yet I am actually quite forgiving

But there are some for who

Bile I will spew

Every day that I am living


Et Tu, Brute?

Out of
everyone
it could
have been

I didn’t
expect
it to
be you

I thought
you’d side
with me
forever

Not be
first
in the
queue

(Originally Posted 27.03.2020)

Learning The Hard Way

I remember the inspiration

For this one

It was based on

A session I’d had

With a particularly

Shitty therapist

Back when I

Was clinically mad

He said my struggles

Were my own fault

And to get better

I ‘must try harder’

Yet I was the one

Who apologised to him

Like I was forced to

With my father

I’ve realised since

That I’d been conditioned

To seek out

The approval of men

To say sorry

For my shortcomings

To promise never

To do it again

But I

Am getting older now

And I can feel

The strength in myself

So all those men

Who have fucked me over

Can go and rot

In hell


Must Try Harder

You must try harder, he says

Harder to smile

Harder to laugh

Harder to forgive

Harder to forget

Harder to live again

Harder to love again

You must try harder, he says

I can’t, she whispers

I’m sorry

(Originally Posted 24.03.2019)

The High Life

With bubbles fizzing

On my tongue

And sugar sticking

To my teeth

I can’t help but laugh

At that photograph

Knowing now what lay beneath


On (A) High

I
hope
you
will
remember

The
next
time
you
are
sad

I
could
have
been
there
for you

But
you
blew
every
chance
you had

So
now
you
will
find
me

Sitting
in my
ivory
tower
instead

Eating
strawberries
and
glugging
champagne

From
the
comfort
of my
bed

(Originally Posted 18.03.2020)

If Only I’d Done It Sooner

If there is anything

I regret at all

It’s that leaving took me so long

I wouldn’t usually struggle

To get out of trouble

Or to right such a fucking wrong


Emancipation

I’m so
happy
I got
out of
there

As my
mind
was
going
fuck
knows
where

At
least
now
a smile
I can
wear

Whilst
I walk
around
without
a care

(Originally Posted 18.03.2020)

Too Soon

It all goes back

To that one day

When you stole

My childhood away


Getting Your End Away

If I
hadn’t
been so
confused,
then.

I
wouldn’t
feel so
used,
now.

(Originally Posted 12.03.2020)

The Grudge Still Holds

We may not have spoken

For three years now

All since I cut you

Out of my life

But please believe me

When I say

That my anger

Still runs rife


Slow Clap

Well done you

Seriously

I really am

So pleased

That’s another

Innocent person

You have brought

To their knees

You’ve achieved

Legendary status

To that

We can all attest

For when it comes

To fucking people up

You really

Are the best

(Originally Posted 09.03.2020)

Not Crossing The Road

What if my answer

Is I couldn’t care less

I have no inclination

To help clean up your mess

Am I a terrible person

To leave you in such decay

That’s for you to decide

While I walk away

You Hypocrite

Look out for each other

That’s what you said

Be considerate and kind

Well you never did

When you left me for dead

Whilst I slowly lost my mind

Nowhere Near Over

You don’t know how I feel

You don’t have a fucking clue

And if you think

We’re in the pink

Then I’ve got news for you

The Tirade

Don’t stop me now

I’m on a roll

Saying my piece

Letting it all go

It was you who did this to us

You see

You are the arsehole here

Not me

Depleted

It was easier when I was angry

When I was filled with hate

When I wanted nothing more

Than your head on a plate

It’s harder now I’m ‘better’

As the bitterness subsides

For all I have been left with

Is this hollowness inside

A Done Deal

Do you really hate me

He said

So much that you’d freeze me out

You’ll never see me again

She said

Of that there is no doubt

The Blame Game

So who’s fault is it then

Yours or mine

Who was it that took this

Over the line?

Was it me

With my brutality

And supposed lack of rationality?

Or was it you

And your crew

With fuck all else with your time to do?

Either way it doesn’t matter

As the line has now been crossed

It’s just a shame that we’ll never know

Which one of us won or lost

Betrayed

I don’t know

If I can forgive you

For all the pain

And hurt

It’s not that we

Can’t be friends now

But more I don’t think

We ever were

You’ll Keep

One day

I’ll have my way

And all the world will know

Exactly why

You’re the bad guy

And I deserve my halo

Season’s Beatings

I fucking hate Christmas

Just like Christmas hates me

Walking on eggshells all day

Faking smiles around a tree

I learned when I was five

Santa doesn’t deliver for free

That he prefers ‘good little girls’

And the one he favoured that year was me

As an adult I’ve tried to make it better

To erase him from my memory

But I still fucking hate Christmas

Just like Christmas hates me

Scratching

I’m not proud of what I did

Nor am I happy with what I said

But if you had been kinder

And not some whiny fault finder

Then your eyes needn’t have bled

I’m Fine Thanks

I’m sorry you think I’ve missed you

As I haven’t given one fuck

If you thought you mattered

And my life is shattered

Well then you’re shit out of luck

Lewis

Robbed of what’s right
You certainly have been
Hard to believe
It’s not because of your skin

As corruption and greed
Handed your rival the win
With no case left to plead
You took it on the chin

You deserve better

Seething

I’ve always been alone

So this will make no difference

I shall keep my counsel my own

And wallow in my belligerence

The Strength Within

I remember

That day

When my doubts

Fell away

And I walked on broken glass

Now with veins

Of ice

I wouldn’t

Think twice

About kicking your sorry ass

All Along

I’ve long suspected

You were a dickhead

But now I know for sure

So because you’ve behaved

As expected

I won’t be seeing you

Any more

Best In Show

You were hurt

And so was I

Not that it’s a competition

But if it was

Then rest assured

You could never beat my position

That’s A Promise

If we are out

In the dead of night

And by chance

Our eyes should meet

What happens next

Will not be short

And it certainly

Won’t be sweet

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