I walked
past you
todayAnd didn’t
even turn
my headI just
sauntered
on byAnd felt
nothing
instead
Telling Stories
Spread
all the
lies
And
bullshit
you want
But it’ll
always
be you
That
acted like
a cunt
Gratitude
There’s
not
enough
hours
in
the
dayFor
all
of
your
kindness
to
repayJust
know
that
now I
can see
things so
clearlyI’ll
never
love
anyone
else
as
dearly
Ever Hopeful
Crossing
the road
slowlyEver hopeful
of getting
run overLeaving
the oven
door openEver hopeful
of inhaling
the gasDrinking
spirits
every dayEver hopeful
of pickling
the liverEating
salted chips
all nightEver hopeful
of a heart
bypass
Box Sets
I’d
lose
days
inside
those
icy blue
eyesCut
glass
on
those
taut
cheek
bonesI’d
listen
all
night
to your
passionate
criesAnd
love
you
down
to
your
bones
Keep The Engine Running
Shall
we jumpHe
askedNow that we’ve
come this far?I don’t
knowShe
saidLet’s just get
back in the car
Sundays
I
hate
Sunday
eveningsI
despise
them
with
a passionThere’s
nothing
good
about
themNo
positive
distractionFrom the
fact that
tomorrow
starts
another
weekAnd we’re
no longer
dancing
cheek
to cheek
Afterlife
You still
rescue
me in so
many ways
Even
from
beyond
the grave
Self Inflicted
I’m not
moving
from
my bed
today
At least
until this
hangover
goes
away
Then
I’ll curl
up on my
favourite
armchair
And eat
crisps
all night
without
a care
The Office Party
Bloody hell
My head is sore
I shouldn’t have stayed
For ‘just one more’
Bat Shit Crazy
I saw you
in the birds
I heard them
cry your name
Your tears were
in the river
Your passion
in that flame
Watching
over me
Like a shadow
in the night
Trying to give
me comfort
But just giving
me a fright
The Shit That Won’t Flush
Just when
I thought
I’d got
rid of you
You go
and answer
me back
Looks like
I’ll need to
remove you
completely
To get my
own life
on track
Unfair
I never
get what
I wantLet alone
what I
deserve
Hippy Bullshit
When
one
door
closes
Just
open it
again
That’s
how
doors
work
You
fucking
idiot
8.05pm
I can’t
be arsed
with any
more todayI’m just
going
to go
to bedAt least
that way I
might get
some respiteFrom the
voices
inside
my head
Election
All
hope
is
over
Reason
has
been
lost
The
buffoon
is
back
But
at
what
cost?
Epitaph
Do you
ever wish
you could
give up?
Say right,
that’s it,
I’ve had
enough!
I’m done
with all
this fucking
shit
I’m finally
going
through
with it!
Well,
that’s what
I think
every day
I find
those words
so easy
to say
And now,
it seems,
the demons
have won
For I can
say that I’m
officially
done
But Still Alive
Mired in madness
Subsumed in sadness
Buried here forever
Lost to blackness
Dinnertime
I’ll never
go back
there
againThey
can all
just get
to fuckI’ve no
desire
to talk
to themAs with
my heart
they’ve
ran amuck
Indelible
The words
I write
may well
be starkFor they
are made
to leave
their markUpon your
weak and
thready
heartForever
Waiting For Death
Time
eventually
takes it toll
On our
bodies and
our minds
Should we
take that
daily stroll
Or just
sit on our
behinds?
Helpless
This grief
is all
consuming
Who knows
when it
will end
As not only
have I lost
my lover
I have
lost my
best friend
After All
You
were
here
last
timeI
clearly
remember
your
smilePerhaps
leaving
the
house
todayMight
yet
prove
to be
worthwhile
Gone For Good
What is broken
Cannot be replaced
For our footsteps
Can never be retraced
DIY
I wish
I could
sleep
But I
simply
can’t
relax
I just don’t
have the
strength
to keep
Painting
over the
cracks
Admissions
Looking
at youLooking
at meWhen will
we tireOf this
malarkey
A Question Of Pronunciation
Tear
or
tear?
Does
it
matter?
Both
fucking
hurt.
Capitulation
I am
now
ready
to walk
away
As you’ve
made it
impossible
for me
to stay
All I
hope
is
that
one day
You
are as
unhappy
as I am
today
Leech
I
don’t
owe
you a
pennyBut
you
sure
owe
meFor
putting
food in
your
bellyAnd
living
in my
head
rent free
Wings
Fuck
this
shit
Said
the
moth
To
the
flame
It’s
never
going
to work
It’s
your
fault
Said
the
flame
To
the
moth
For going
so fucking
berserk
Limitless
You can
push meAnd you
can pull meBut don’t
expect meTo break
apartFor I’ve
got tenacityAnd
durabilityDown to
a fine art
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