One minute I’m up
But then the next I’m down
It’s really hard
To fake this smile
When it’s easier to frown
Crocodile Tears
Go ahead and cry
Motherfucker
I really wish you would
For we’ll see tomorrow
If this little stage show
Has done you any good
In Hiding
I prefer the night
To the day
The world, on the whole, is quieter
This way
A Mutual Feeling
You don’t like me
I don’t like you
So let’s just leave it at that
For anything else
Is irrelevant
You arrogant little twat
Slipping
What’s the point
In laying down grit
When there’s all that ice
Still underneath it
A Gradual Process
With my self care
On the floor
The noose tightens
That little bit more
Twice Shy
Do you think you can trust again
He said
Perhaps offer a little reprieve?
There really is no point
She said
As people always leave
For L.
I miss you today
More than ever
Sitting outside in
This stunning weather
If only we could meet again
Even after all this time
As we’d still have
Such a fucking laugh
And drain a bottle (or two) of wine
An Irish Confirmation
When he spoke
The congregation gasped
For what they heard
Could not be grasped
As the Saint he uttered
When the priest had asked
Was Judas
Then in the carnage, basked
Galore
I wish I’d known you then
He said
When you offered so much more
Now it’s only apathy
She said
And neuroses galore
Random #64
‘Hold me in your arms…
I wanna be your only possession’
Random #63
‘And if all this world’s a cake
Then you took too big a slice’
‘It’s Looking Like A Limb Torn Off’
They smile and ask if I’m OK
So I lie and the emptiness downplay
For they have forgotten about the man
With no notion of the fact I never can
‘Sputtering Out’
Life is hard
But so am I
That is why
Despite my efforts
I am yet to die
April The 1st
I woke up alone again today
Going over the words we spoke
Another day without you here
Really is a fucking joke
Xxx
One Way Conversations
I already miss you
She said
And you haven’t even left
Xxx
Cat Fight
I know he can’t be mine
She said
But now he’ll never be yours
If only he’d grow a spine
She said
And just choose one of us
At The Kitchen Table
Will you just stop talking
He said
You’re driving me insane
If you’d just listen in the first place
She said
I wouldn’t have to say it again
The Birds
Looking up to the sky
This foreboding feeling grows
As I see the unkindness of ravens
And hear the murder of crows
On The Lookout
Life without you recently
Certainly has been gloomy
Even if my heart is now
That little bit more roomy
Sex With The Ex
There’s a small amount of comfort
But it quickly becomes a chore
And when he tries to converse
You remember why he’s such a bore
