Beinn Eighe

My heart 
belongs
to the
Highlands

Of
that
there
is no
doubt

I
pray
for
the
day

I
drive
all
that
way

And my
heart
just
gives
out

‘Slash & Burn’

Skin somewhat healing

Yet I’m still left reeling

As my heart slowly withers

Is there a more appealing

Way of coping with this feeling

Other than by using scissors?

Happy Place

Take me back

To the sea

For it is where

I need to be

But please don’t think

That just because

You’ve emptied my pockets

It’ll be enough to stop it

For in the end

It will just be me

Sinking deep down

Into the depths of the sea

Off The Hook

I’ve worked it out

How all this will end

And you’ll be pleased to know

I won’t need you, my friend

Scabs

Picking at these circles

All itchy, bloody and raw

Wondering why

The fuck am I

Doing this shit again for

The Daily Struggle

I went back to bed

Three times today

To try to dream

This pain away

But it didn’t work

And now I’m awake

Do I have any choice

But my life to take?

Unhealthy Choices

Sitting
here
with
nothing
to do

And
yet my
mind is
crowded

This
is when
things
go wrong

When my
judgement
becomes
clouded

The Dead Of Night

The
dark
nights
are
drawing
in

And
there’s
some
comfort
in that

For
when
I finally
slink
away

They
won’t
know
I’m not
coming
back

Hidden Harm

I killed
myself
today,
you know

And
no one
noticed
a thing

For
everyone
was far
too busy

To
care
about my
suffering

Shotgun

At
this
point
I’ll
try
anything

She
said

It
can’t
do any
harm

Then
you
should
take
this
one

He
said

It’ll
work
like a
charm

Let Me Go

Please
just
walk
away

And
take
yourself
off home

I
don’t
want to
talk

I
want
to be
alone

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