No matter how
I try to improve
Or alter my behaviour
It seems I’m destined
To forever seek
The beauty in my failure
In Vain
Each
time
I try
I always
seem
to fail
Spectacularly
(Originally Posted 05.01.2020)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
No matter how
I try to improve
Or alter my behaviour
It seems I’m destined
To forever seek
The beauty in my failure
In Vain
Each
time
I try
I always
seem
to fail
Spectacularly
(Originally Posted 05.01.2020)
All these years
I’ve been writing
Calling you each
And every name
But perhaps I’ve been mean
Because it’s actually been
My attempt
To shift the blame
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
While
I prepare
To
burn
in hell
(Originally Posted 04.01.2020)
You think that when
Someone dies
It’s the big things
That you’ll miss
But what causes pain
To grieving brain
Is missing the small things
That they did
Even A Broken Clock Is Right Twice A Day
I can’t
even
change
The time
on the
oven
It’s just
one more
thing
I have
discovered
Since
you’ve
gone
(Originally Posted 04.01.2020)
What we did in that room
Despite our gloom
Certainly served its purpose
Now all those things we said
Lying in that bed
Need never again resurface
Unobtainable
Maybe one day we’ll meet again
And maybe one day we won’t
But one things for sure
It won’t be for much more
Than either of us had hoped
(Originally Posted 04.01.2021)
That really does sound lovely
She said
But I can’t come out to play
Depression wins again
She said
Much to my dismay
An Illicit Kiss
I can’t
think of
anything
more
exciting
Than
sitting
under
subdued
lighting
With
your
lips
pressed
to mine
That
feeling,
divine
Now
doesn’t
that
sound
inviting?
(Originally Posted 03.01.2020)
All those years
Spent with you
Silently
Being driven mad
But there’s no denying
(So it’s pointless trying)
That they were the best
I’ve ever had
Taking Things For Granted
I always
thought
being
with you
was hell
Seems
the boredom
of being
without you
is worse
Xxx
(Originally Posted 03.01.2022)
I still loved you
Down to your bones
Even without
Those dulcet tones
Xxx
Robbed
I wish
you
could
have
spoken
Right
at
the
very
end
I’ll
miss
that
sound
forever
The
voice
of my
best
friend
(Originally Posted 03.01.2020)
Sleep at 3pm
No problem
But at 3am
Not a chance
What the fuck
Is wrong
With me
That sleep
At night
Just won’t
Advance
The Insomniac’s Paradox
Why should I bother
Going to bed
When there’s nothing
To wake up for
Why should I bother
Waking up
When I enjoy sleeping
So much more
(Originally Posted 03.01.2021)
It seems I missed
The trip that day
You went
To the optimism farm
I was probably at home
With an ‘on silent’ phone
Sleeping soundly
Through the alarm
Optimism
If I
had
any
spare
I’d
give
some
to you
But
I only
have
enough
To
get
myself
through
This
bullshit
they call
life
(Originally Posted 03.01.2020)
I know you put
A brave face on
I know as I did it
Myself
Not just because
You’re thinking of others
But more to protect
Yourself
Are You Okay?
I want to ask
But I’m far too scared
For I already know
As into those depths
I’ve stared
(Originally Posted 02.01.2020)
Who cares if I stayed in bed all day
Watching The World’s Strongest Man
I did it because I enjoy it
I did it because I can
Out With The Old…
At least yesterday
I missed your feast
It was always the part
I liked the least
Faking a smile
Whilst passing the peas
Thank fuck that now
I can eat in peace
(Originally Posted 02.01.2020)
Your question may have been rhetorical
She said
But I fear that you’ve angered fate
So you’d better take it back
She said
Before it proves to be too late
Shit Show
It
can’t
get
much
worse,
can it?
He
said
Than
the
year
that
has
just
passed
Well
you’ve
fucking
jinxed
it
now
She
said
That
you’ve
gone
and
bloody
asked!
(Originally Posted 02.01.2020)
It’s funny to see
How a younger me
Struggled with her
Own company
Yet now I love
To live that way
On New Year’s Eve
Or any other day
For Whom The Bell Tolls
I’m not ashamed
to admit
I shed a tear or
two last night
As the clock
struck twelve
It was all
a bit shit
Sitting here
by myself
(Originally Posted 01.01.2020)
We’ve reached that time
In our run
Where things are beginning
To come undone
Words once so profound
Are now old and cruddy
Our parts played mostly
By the understudy
It’s such a shame
To see it end this way
And that soon our house
Will stage a different play
Theatrics
Of the love
I feel for you
I have never been
More certain
So much so
It is now time
To drop
The safety curtain
So then we can
With a fiery gusto
Both just get on
With performing our show
(Originally Posted 01.01.2021)
I hope you don’t
Just mean your hair
But your personality too
For you’ve been such
A miserable cunt
Throughout 2022
A Change Is As Good As A Rest
A
new
year
begins
Bringing
with it a
new look
I really
hope you
like it
Considering
how long
it took
(Originally Posted 01.01.2020)
‘Well, the world turns…’
Let’s do something
She said
Different this year
I’ve had enough
Of drinking beer
I don’t mind
He said
Whatever we do
As long as it involves
Me and you
Hogmanay (Part 3)
Time
Creeping
Mine
Sweeping
Dicks
Sleeping
Women
Weeping
Hogmanay 2020 (Part 2)
Staring into a new year
Together
Holding hands
I can’t believe
Out of everyone
It’s you who understands
Hogmanay 2020 (Part 1)
I’ll give you one day
Where the sun will shine
And that day is Friday
This week
But after that
It’ll all fall flat
And it’s back
To the future that’s bleak
(Originally Posted 31.12.2020)
It’ll most likely be
Like the last four
Wondering what the fuck
I stuck around for
20/20
However
will I
make it
through
Another
year
without
you?
(Originally Posted 31.12.2019)
Yet
I know
I’ll
never be
absolved
For our
friendship
now is
all but
dissolved
New Year’s Eve(n)
Nothing
will
ever be
resolved
Until from
all blame,
I am
absolved
(Originally Posted 31.12.2019)
‘Will you search through the lonely earth for me?
Climb through the briar and bramble…’
There was a naughty boy
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see–
Then he found
That the ground
Was as hard,
That a yard
Was as long,
That a song
Was as merry,
That a cherry
Was as red–
That lead
Was as weighty,
That fourscore
Was as eighty,
That a door
Was as wooden
As in England–
So he stood in his shoes
And he wondered,
He wondered,
He stood in his shoes
And he wondered.
It’s not that I don’t want to
He said
But we have been here before
I can’t give you what you need
She said
So I won’t ask you any more
It’s Not Real
I think
I love
you
He
said
But
I cannot
wait
If you
loved
me
She
said
You
wouldn’t
hesitate
(Originally Posted 30.12.2019)
Grief affects everyone
In many different ways
Yet some among us
Prove lucky enough
To escape the daily malaise
Poles Apart
I still cry myself to sleep
Not that you’d know
You selfish creep
You think because
We all lost him
That we both feel the same
But you haven’t got
A fucking clue
Of how I live each day in pain
(Originally Posted 30.12.2020)
To be honest
I always knew
Psychopathy
Was your main trait
It’s just a shame
That I played your game
Losing out
When it was too late
Psychopathic
Looking through old photos
It’s only now I’m struck
By how much your eyes
Betray your lies
And your smile is fake as fuck
(Originally Posted 29.12.2020)
My heart
May well
Be locked
Away
But my body
Is not
So come on
Over
If you like
And let’s see
What
You’ve got
Tough Shit
You can
try it on
all you
like
But
we can
never be
together
For my
heart
belongs
to another
And it
will stay
that way
forever
(Originally Posted 29.12.2019)
I know it’s only
One year on
But I’m still quite proud
Of this
Yet if I’ve had one thought
It’s that I should’ve sought
A better word
To rhyme with Elvis
Until Next Year…
As the calendar page turns once more
We are granted our reprieve
Thank you so much Mariah
Now you can fucking leave
Take that whiny choirboy with you
And that dick who thinks he’s Elvis
Bing and Bowie can piss off too
With their ‘pa rum pum pum pum’ bullshit
We’re happy to wave you off John
Although your message is appreciated
Best take your mate Paul with you though
Before we have his keyboard castrated
It’s time to step out and away now Elton
With The Jacksons, Jonah and Chuck
And as for the ‘NYPD choir’
We couldn’t give less of a fuck
We’ll really only miss you George
Like we do nearly every day
So perhaps, this year, we could keep you
Instead of giving you away
(Originally Posted 29.12.2021)
I’d love to say
That things have changed
And I no longer feel
So hopeless
But the intervening time
Since writing this rhyme
Has been equally
As atrocious
Nothing
Nothing makes
me happy
Nothing makes
me smile
There’s nothing left
to look forward to
At least nothing that
feels worthwhile
(Originally Posted 28.12.2019)
He was right
As it turns out
As it only took me
A minute
To abandon the joy
I’d tried to employ
As I had reached
My limit
Whatever You Say
I’m going to be happy today
She said
And push this sadness from my mind
I’ll give you half an hour
He said
And even then that’s being kind
(Originally Posted 28.12.2021)
Of course I remember
How it feels
Down to the very last letter
But it wouldn’t matter
What I tried
Nothing can make it better
Utterly Helpless
I really wish
I could do more
Like pick you up
from the bathroom floor
Hug you when
your heart is breaking
Give you comfort
when your bones are aching
But for as much as
your pain to me is known
This is a journey
you must walk alone
(Originally Posted 27.12.2019)
There was nothing else
That I could do
Nothing else
That I could say
Other than
To remind them all
That it’s just
Another day
Brutal Honesty
I wish
I could
take
Your
pain
away
Tell
you
everything
Will
be
okay
But
I know
the truth
It
doesn’t
get
better
When
what
you had
Is lost
forever
(Originally Posted 27.12.2019)
Well I hope you’ve enjoyed
Your murdered bird
I can’t think of anything
More absurd
Than to eat your friends
On Christmas Day
Proclaiming such abuse
As the Christian way
(Originally Posted 26.12.2020)
Is that it now
He said
Have the bells rung out?
As I cannot eat
Another sprout
Oh shut your face
She said
All you’ve done is moan
You’ll be spending next year
On your own
(Originally Posted 26.12.2020)
Shaking cream on Christmas Day while listening to Mary of the Fourth Form by the Boomtown Rats
Playing record
my Christmas present
shaking cream
after turkey treat,
lid open, cream spills,
Dad’s jacket ruined
Dad’s temper flares
record broken
Terrible Christmas.
Dad’s Version
Turn music down
Awful hangover
Sean shake cream
I’m starving
What happened?
You’re sorry!
Jacket ruined
My Christmas present
That’ll teach you.
Terrible Christmas.
– Sean Hughes
I’m neither little
Nor quite charming
In fact my words
Can be most alarming
But the friends I’ve made
In different ways
All serve to brighten
My darkest days
So thanks to you all
For reading my shit
It warms this dark heart
Just a little bit
(Originally Posted 25.12.2020)
Eat, drink and be merry.
Or just drink.
I know I am.
(Originally Posted 25.12.2019)
I really
can’t be
arsed
today
I’d
rather
just stay
in bed
I’m not
in the
mood
For
such
jollity
Preferring
melancholy,
instead
(Originally Posted 25.12.2019)
“What is the bravest thing you’ve ever said? asked the boy.
‘Help’, said the horse.”
– Charlie Mackesy
Only ever
Fleetingly happy
But always
Desperately sad
Forever trying
To be good
Whilst contemplating
Being bad
(Originally Posted 24.12.2019)
This is my favorite time of year
He said
With these scents of cinnamon and pine
As I endure the merriment of others
She said
I thank fuck for cheese and wine
(Originally Posted 24.12.2021)
I can’t
wait to
go home
This year
I just wish
you were
coming
with me
Xxx
(Originally Posted 24.12.2019)
‘When you’re used
Bruised
Black and blued
Don’t think about it
Never doubt it
I’ll walk beside you…’
“We are all born mad. Some remain so.”
– Samuel Beckett
This new one
Is my favourite
Of all those pills
And potions
As it leaves me feeling
Numb inside
And just going
Through the motions
Regime #7
These
pills
have
stopped
working
They
are now
simply
a token
As
they
don’t
take away
the hurting
From a
heart
that’s
truly
broken
(Originally Posted 23.12.2019)
If some of my poems
Are humorous
Albeit
A little dark
This one
Is deadly serious
And not just
A flippant remark
Hanging Around
I know it’s there
In the shed
Waiting for when
I choose death instead
(Originally Posted 23.12.2020)
Some people must think
My words are so bleak
That they no longer
Wish to scroll
But all I see
With poems like these
Is a humour
As black as coal
‘Mistletoe & Whine’
Just piss
off with your
Christmas shit
All this
Ho, Ho,
Fucking Ho…
Not
everyone
appreciates it
Some of us
are depressed,
you know
(Originally Posted 23.12.2019)
It’s the time of year
Again
For that age old
Platitude
The one I’m expected
To receive
With a kindly
Gratitude
“It must be hard for you”
They say
“Especially at this time of year”
I want
To say
It’s hard
Every day
But that’s not
What they want to hear
Who The Fuck Are ‘They’ Anyway?
Time heals
Or so they say
Well, let me tell you
They fucking lie
Time does nothing
But march on
And you’re left
With no right to reply
(Originally Posted 22.12.2021)
I’m not sure
Who suffers more
Those who are
Oblivious
Or those who know
What’s in store
Identity Crisis
In
some
ways
losing
myself
has
been
harder
than
losing
you
(Originally Posted 22.12.2019)
I’d obviously been reading
A lot of Stevie Smith
So much so, it seems,
That I ripped her off a bit
Strong Currents
I’m all
at sea
But no one
sees me
Gesticulating
wildly
Against
the tide
(Originally Posted 21.12.2019)
Run around
Jump up and down
That arrogant prick
Has just left town
As it turns out
He was a brutish lout
Intent on flinging my heart about
Next time I’ll know
Not to lower my wall
And for romantic bullshit
I will not fall
Quickstep
Run around
Jump up and down
There’s a new love in town!
He’s really neat
And ever so sweet
This black heart skips a beat
I think that now
I’m ready for more
As I wait for him to whisk me
Across the dancefloor
(Originally Posted 21.12.2020)
I don’t need this, any more
I’m doing a lot better
She said
Now I just hear screaming
Once or twice a week
And only inside my head
The Circus Is Back In Town
I wish
I spent
more time
sleeping
Instead
of all
this
weeping
It would
be nice to
do some
dreaming
As
opposed
to all this
screaming
(Originally Posted 21.12.2019)
Full of your own
Self importance
Never short
Of a winning performance
You had vanity at your core
All those years
You implored us
Until that day
We saw your distortions
And I walked out the door
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
(Originally Posted 20.12.2021)
I used to be
Quite kindly
Cheerful
And fresh of face
Then something happened
That kicked off a pattern
Of both misery
And disgrace
Pedestals
They say you don’t know
What you mean to people
Whom you may never see
Well all I can say
Is I hope and pray
That no one relies on me
(Originally Posted 20.12.2020)
All those years
All those lists
When all I wanted
Was to eat and get pissed
Thoughtless
Not only is it the time of year for giving
But the time for receiving too
You’ve no idea how glad I am
There’s no more bullshit gifts from you
(Originally Posted 19.12.2020)
I’ll meet him
Myself one day
When his childhood lens
Has fallen away
And I’ll explain
What happened to us
And we’ll see if you threw me
Under the bus
Vindictive Cow
I
wonder
what
you’ve
told him
Now
I’m
no
longer
there
Have
you
bothered
to tell
the truth?
Or
just
said
I no
longer
care?
(Originally Posted 19.12.2019)
Not only was he handsome,
Smart and debonair
It also transpired
After he had inquired
That he was a millionaire
Currency
I’ll
give
you a
penny
for
them
He
said
Tell
me
your
ups
and
downs
You
can
put
your
coppers
away
She
said
As
to hear
those
you’ll
need
pounds
(Originally Posted 18.12.2020)
The worst is in the office
With the radio on
And no-one bats an eyelid
When they play our favourite song
Xxx
Name That Tune
People play
those songs
With no notion
of this pain
No idea that
when I hear them
My heart bleeds
for you again
(Originally Posted 18.12.2019)
He never did
Text me back
No Facebook, Insta,
Or Whatsapp
Not that I really
Gave a shit
As it proved that he
Could never commit
The Final Fling
I hope
I’ve done
the right
thing
For as
yet, you
haven’t
replied
Perhaps
this is
finally
the end
I guess
I’ll wait
for you
to decide
(Originally Posted 18.12.2019)
How funny it was to read this
It’s almost prophetic in a way
As I hadn’t actually bumped into her
When I wrote this back in the day
This was actually what I hoped I’d do
If such a meeting ever arose
How I wouldn’t even acknowledge her
If we were to be up close
I had no real way of knowing
If I was capable of such a thing
As I might’ve just ran and hid
From the sight of her shit eating grin
But as it is I needn’t have worried
As I saw her just last week
In the most utterly random encounter
That you could ever wish seek
And I did, indeed, just saunter by
Leaving her mealy mouth struck dumb
Whereas I walked away both victorious
And comfortably numb
Getting Better At Caring Less
I walked
past you
today
And didn’t
even turn
my head
I just
quietly
sauntered
by
And felt
nothing
for you
instead
(Originally Posted 17.12.2019)
I hope you’re feeling
The cold up there
On what you think
Is the moral high ground
Sad, lonely
And freezing to death
While I’m down here
Safe and sound
Toy Soldiers
Did it ever occur to you
That I didn’t want you to know
What would you have done anyway
Other than used it as ammo
In this ridiculous war against me
That you felt the need to wage
Well I’m glad I never said a word
And from your battle, just disengaged
(Originally Posted 17.12.2020)
‘You don’t want me now
But I’m gonna change your mind
Someway, somehow, oh baby…’
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