"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’m pretty sure
That back in the day
They called it the seven year itch
And though I can’t be certain
Why she slept with that person
It’s obvious she was being a bitch
Nearly Twenty Years
I still
love you,
he said,
underneath
it all
But it’s
just not
enough,
she said,
I want more
(Originally Posted 10.11.2019)
I’m not sure if this notion
Of there only ever being one person
For us to love is true
But what I can say for sure
Is even if there were a hundred more
I would only ever want you
Galaxies
If
I was
to
decide
To
leave
this
place
I’d
still
find
you
again
In
any
time or
space
(Originally Posted 10.11.2020)
Maybe she’s born with it…
Or maybe she’s just clinically depressed…
Moods
Ups and downs,
Peaks and troughs,
But the darkness?
That never stops…
(Originally Posted 10.10.2019)
You say I only call you
When I am feeling depressed
But from my point of view
What is actually true
Is you just don’t care about the rest
‘Call Me Anytime’
When
I need
you
You’re
never
there
It
hurts,
you
know
That
you
don’t
care
(Originally Posted 10.10.2020)
I am guessing
From the title
That this one is about sex
Though I accept the fact
It is pretty abstract
So the truth may well be more complex
Bodies
When you push
And I pull
My head is silent
But my heart is full
(Originally Posted 10.10.2019)
Sparks is an amazing song
And I guess Yellow isn’t bad
But by the time
We got to X&Y
There wasn’t a decent song to be had
The Coldest Of Plays
‘When
you
try
your
best
but
you
don’t
succeed…’
Just
fucking
give
it up
then,
Please
(Originally Posted 09.10.2020)
I guess I am
A misanthrope
Born as I was
Devoid of hope
Destined across
The world to mope
Forever trying
To avoid the rope
Misanthropic Me
People
never
cease to
disgust
and
disappoint
me in
equal measure
Perhaps
that’s
why my
life is
full of
discomfort
and
displeasure
(Originally Posted 09.10.2019)
Why don’t you just move on
They ask
And find another man
I’ve neither the inclination
I reply
Or the attention span
Stupid Questions
Do
you
still
think
of him
They
ask
Every
single
day
I
reply
Will
you
ever
stop
They
ask
Not
until
the
day
I die
(Originally Posted 08.10.2020)
I will keep saying it
Until I am blue in the face
That I was effectively widowed
At thirty eight years old
Is an absolute fucking disgrace
Leaving
Now it’s
time
for me
leave
Please
don’t
make a
fuss
It’s not
the end
of the
world
It’s
just
the end
of us
(Originally Posted 08.10.2019)
What’s the point
In dressing it up
And trying to be all poetic
Telling the truth
However uncouth
Will forever be my aesthetic
Blunt
I
wish
you
were
here
with
me
But
instead
I’m
all
alone
If
only
you
would
write
a letter
Or
call
me on
the
phone
It
would be
wonderful
to FaceTime
Or
if
you
texted
me
instead
But
I know
you
won’t
do any
of these
You
can’t
Because
you’re
dead
(Originally Posted 08.10.2020)
‘Y’all don’t wanna hear me, you just wanna dance…’
“Stop breaking yourself down into bite sized pieces to serve others. Stay whole and let them choke.”
– Anon
Well that lasted all of five minutes
As after that lockdown was lifted
I was out the front door like a shot
And did I care who touched me? Not a jot!
Deprived
I
honestly
don’t
remember
When
I last
felt
human
touch
And
as
time
goes
on
I’ve
started
to
feel
That
I actually
don’t
mind
too
much
(Originally Posted 07.10.2020)
It started out quite innocently
When I was just a kid
I used to pull my hair out
To stop me flipping my lid
But then as I grew older
Things took a darker turn
A wee nick here
A wee cut there
Sometimes even a burn
It’s not something I’m proud of
Or something anyone should aspire to do
But I can’t deny
That down the line
It’s those things that got me through
Thoughts #4
Sliced wide open again
For all the world to see
If only there was
Another way
To let the poison free
(Originally Posted 07.10.2021)
I remember there was
A lot of this back then
People calling, fawning,
And trying to be my friend
Now I think about it, perhaps,
They just didn’t know what to say
But at the time I recall how much I wished
They’d just stayed the fuck away
Fake Flowers
Your fake
concern
disgusts me
Your false
condolences
knock me sick
If you
really want
to comfort me
Just piss off
and leave me
alone,
Prick
(Originally Posted 07.10.2019)
And so
It comes time
To travel home again
At least
I’ll sleep
On this fucking train
Digging For Worms
Please
make
sure
you
bury
me
deep
So
I can
finally
get
some
fucking
sleep
(Originally Posted 06.10.2020)
I’ve actually done
Pretty well to be fair
Staying on here
With all this pain to bear
I guess I have found ways
To make it my own
But this place will never not be
Our forever home
Haunted
Death
peers in
through
the gloom
As I
lie here
alone in
this room
Upon
this bed
we once
shared
Crying for
the love
we once
declared
(Originally Posted 06.10.2019)
There’s nothing like
A good cut and blow
To help restore
Your get up and go
Hair Dye
So I’ll walk away
And say cheerio
To the girl
I used to know
(Originally Posted 05.10.2020)
I shout and swear
About how you don’t care
And you just presume that I’m strong
Yet if you actually asked
It’s a one hundred percent fact
That I’d lie to you all day long
The Self Pity Party
So many nights I’ve cried,
Feeling dead inside,
Whilst wrestling with my neurosis.
Now I can’t help but discern,
Despite your care and concern,
That you haven’t even noticed.
(Originally Posted 05.10.2019)
It’s been nearly three weeks now
That I’ve been off the booze
Choosing to cope instead
With the pain in my head
By getting some new tattoos
Therapy?
No
matter
what
the
guidelines
say
Or
how
many
braincells
may be
lost
I’ll
slay
my
dragons
my way,
thanks
And
live
with
whatever
the
cost
(Originally Posted 05.10.2020)
There,
she said,
I’ve
told my
truth
There
isn’t
any
more
Well
I am
glad
you
stayed,
he said,
As
that
wasn’t
boring
at all
Telling Tales
Why don’t
you stay
here
a while,
he said,
and have
a cup
of tea
But
I don’t
understand,
she said,
why would
you want
to talk
to me?
You’ve
got a tale
to tell,
he said,
and I
would
like to
hear
more
Well
you’ll
be sad
to find,
she said,
that I’m
just a
crashing
bore
(Originally Posted 04.09.2019)
It is hard to accept
Death is the last
That nothing more
Will come to pass
There is no healing
Or making sense of it all
When you’re the one left reeling
On the other side of the wall
One Night In Heaven
Now
we’ll
never
hold
hands
again
Walk
in the
park
or
kiss in
the rain
That
only my
fading
memory
of us
remains
Just
breaks
my heart
and blows
my
brains
(Originally Posted 04.09.2020)
You
really
are a
piece
of shit
That
gnaws
away
at my
brain
The
fact that
I’m even
still
writing
this
Just
drives
me
fucking
insane
You Know Who You Are (Part 2)
You
really
are
such a
prick
I don’t
know
how you
can show
face
That
you think
this can
be fixed
so quickly
Is an
absolute
fucking
disgrace
(Originally Posted 03.09.2020)
You Know Who You Are (Part 1)
You
are
such
an
unbelievable
cunt
Your
behaviour
has
been
just
vile
I
wish
you
nothing
but
unhappiness
And
a
life
spent in
lonely
exile
(Originally Posted 03.09.2019)
You were
Never destined
To be
Mrs Right
But as
Mrs Right Now
You were fun
So it’s good
That we dropped it
And eventually
Just stopped it
As no real harm
Was done
In Another Life, Perhaps
What
happened
the other
night
She
said
Must
never
happen
again
It
pains me
so much
to say it
He
said
But
we are
better off
as friends
(Originally Posted 03.09.2020)
I probably did write this
On a Tuesday
Fuelled by coffee
And nicotine
But in truth
This could’ve been posted
On any given day
Back in twenty nineteen
Tuesday
I called in sick for work today.
My heart just couldn’t come out to play.
All I’ve done is lie in bed
Filled with thoughts of fear and dread.
With nausea consuming every movement,
My mood shows no sign of any improvement.
I hate existing like this.
Full of anger, self loathing and all that shit.
I wonder how much more emotion can I conceal
Before I decide to end it all for real
(Originally Posted 03.09.2019)
I kow you’re out there
Selling your story
Accepting sympathy
Basking in glory
But remember I know
Those who dance to your tune
All know, deep down,
The truth about you
(Prick)ing At Your Conscience
Think
whatever
you
want
about
me
Speak
shit
to
whoever
will
listen
But
believe
me
when
I say
I
won’t
ever
rue
the
day
That
you
created
this
division
(Originally Posted 02.10.2020)
The first time
It was fine
As I was young and naive
I didn’t know
Where it would go
So it was easy to just believe
But now I’m older
And my heart colder
I need to be assured
That you intend
To keep up your end
Before my commitment is secured
Going Down The Rabbit Hole
If you don’t mean what you say,
Perhaps we should both just walk away.
Now.
(Originally Posted 02.10.2020)
I actually quite like this one
It makes me laugh each time I read it
Though I do wonder, sometimes,
If there’s enough in my rhymes
For other people to see it
Romeo & Juliet (Alternative Version)
When
you think
about it,
he said,
true love
never dies.
Oh great
she said,
here we go,
another
hapless
fuckwit
to despise.
(Originally Posted 02.10.2019)
It doesn’t matter where I go
Or who I try to be
One thing is always for sure
Trouble follows me
The Road To Happiness
So it’s off
out of the
country
again
Leaving
my
troubles
behind
Perhaps
I’ll find
happiness
again
Or at
least
peace
of mind
(Originally Posted 02.10.2019)
To be fair
If you did
I wouldn’t need
To confess
As it radiates
From me
Like stale beer
And cigarettes
Emptiness
At one time
perhaps
I would have
said yes
But the
desire now
I no longer
possess
Should you
ever try
your love
to profess
To this
emptiness
inside I
would confess
(Originally Posted 01.10.2019)
I know some prefer
The daylight instead
But I’ve always been
At my happiest in bed
Eighteen Hours
It’s the time
between
waking up
and going
to sleep
that I’ve
always
found
the most
troublesome
(Originally Posted 01.10.2019)
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
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