To find out if
It’s eternal damnation
Is the worst kind
Of anticipation
Bad News
The
wait
is
almost
worse
than
the
call
itself
(Originally Posted 15.09.2020)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
To find out if
It’s eternal damnation
Is the worst kind
Of anticipation
Bad News
The
wait
is
almost
worse
than
the
call
itself
(Originally Posted 15.09.2020)
If only I actually was
This little minx that I portray
I’d get my coat and hat
And without looking back
Go have myself a field day
Fuck Buddies
I
won’t
always
be
here,
you
know
For
when
you
feel
the
need
to
ask
Not
while
there
are
more
dicks
to
blow
And
other
glows
in
which
to
bask
(Originally Posted 15.09.2020)
I’m sure that we can all recount
How we met our lovers
But some such stories
Of our former glories
Are more significant than others
Xxx
That Split Second
When I saw you
sleeping there
I couldn’t help
but stop and stare
Probably because
I was drunk too
Although nowhere
near as drunk as you
(Originally Posted 15.09.2019)
When feelings
Are so intrinsic
Language
Is best kept simplistic
Random #19
It
just
fucking
hurts
(Originally Posted 14.09.2019)
Will you still love me
When I am old and grey
Will you still want me
To touch you in that way
Will you still need me
To kiss you goodbye each day
Or will you just find someone else
And simply walk away
A Risky Business
We really
shouldn’t
do this,
she said,
it isn’t
the right
time
It’s now
or never,
he said,
for I’ll
soon be
past my
prime
(Originally Posted 14.09.2019)
The problem is
If I lay down
I’d no longer have an excuse
If I just stopped
And my guard dropped
Then all hell would break loose
Resurrection
If I
were
to see
you
again
I
wouldn’t
know
where
to start
So
perhaps
it’s
best
I lay
here
to
rest
And
nurse
my
broken
heart
(Originally Posted 14.09.2020)
It’s not like it wasn’t obvious
That I was depressed as fuck
Given all my talk,
I would’ve thought,
That was understood
Read Between The Lines
How
much
more
Must
I write
Before
you
come to
save
me?
How
much
more
Must
I fight
Before
you
run to
embrace
me?
(Originally Posted 14.09.2020)
I have just gone back
To pretending now
Convincing you that I
Am worth it, somehow
I’ve worked too hard
To let it go to waste
As this persona has taken
A lifetime to create
The Truth
If you
knew
the
truth
about me
You
would
run
away
and hide
You
wouldn’t
waste
another
minute
On
someone
so
rotten
inside
(Originally Posted 13.09.2019)
When I stopped the anti depressants
My feelings of lust were incessant
My thirst for bad boys,
Conmen and cowboys
All came back with a vengeance
(Well, those on TV shows at least)
Angels & Devils
Good men
do bad things
And good
women do too
If I was ever that way
inclined again
I’d do bad things
with you
(Originally Posted 13.08.2019)
I doubt I’d manage a short story these days
Never mind anything more
Writing three or four lines
Is a struggle at times
So a novel seems too much to hope for
Small Minds
One
day
I will
write
novels
All
about
you
and
me
Of
how
we left
those
hovels
And
found
our
sanctuary
(Originally Posted 13.09.20)
I guess
Looking back
You can’t be sure
Why you did the things you did
Reflection, it seems,
Isn’t for the dead
It is the curse
For those who live
Happy
I
miss
you
I
miss
us
I wish we
could just
go back
To
how it
was
Before
all
of this
Before
things turned
to shit
And we
were
happy
Because
we were
happy
I
was
happy
Wasn’t I?
(Originally Posted 13.09.2019)
You’re actually quite romantic
He said
When you put your mind to it
But therein lies the problem
She said
I just can’t be arsed to persue it
When Lightning Strikes
It’s like
we’ve been
connected
forever,
he said,
but it’s only
been a minute
However long
it’s been,
she said,
I can’t
remember
life without
you in it
(Originally Posted 12.09.2019)
This one was a warning
To a guy who should’ve known better
He’d hurt my friend
So this rhyme I penned
To let him know how much he’d upset her
Trip Wires
If
love is
not what
you say
But
what
you do
instead
Then
you’ve
fucked
up
On
both
counts
mate
So I’d
be careful
where you
tread
(Originally Posted 12.09.2019)
Our dearest Hobbo
It’s impossible to show
Just how much we’ll surely miss thee
But until when
We may meet again
We’ll have the ever ebullient Brie!
😊🖤
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If death teaches you anything
It’s the importantance of a will
As without such frugality
You’ll find that your family
Will be arguing, still
Around The Corner
It’s
true
that
life
is
short
But
for
some
it’s
shorter
still
They
never
even
see
it
coming
Let
alone
have
made
a
will
(Originally Posted 11.09.2020)
Seriously,
She said
Could you be any more self absorbed?
Just accept he’s gone
And move the fuck on
Instead of moaning about being ignored
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
(Originally Posted 11.09.2020)
I can hardly remember writing
Such a powerful piece
Although I can recall requiring
A medication increase
Yes Sir, No Sir
Okay,
okay,
I accept
defeat.
I’ll get up,
get dressed,
drink tea,
eat.
I’ll take
the pills
you say
I need.
I’ll be a
good wee girl,
like we
agreed.
(Originally Posted 11.09.2019)
As I have never
Loved again
From that day
To this
I cannot help
But wonder
If someone up there
Is taking the piss
I Can’t Tell You
I can’t
tell
you
how
much
better
I feel
To
know my
feelings
I need
no
longer
conceal
I
can’t
tell you
how much
more open
I am
now
To the
possibility
of loving
someone
again,
someday,
somehow
(Originally Posted 11.09.2019)
He never did finish that sentence
Or did he help me to fly
He soon did away with the pretence
And left me high and dry
Learning to Fly
No,
she
said,
I don’t
think
I can
Just
trust
me,
he
said
(Originally Posted 10.09.2019)
I’m not sure I believe you
She said
There must be some kind of catch
Offers like this are rarely made
She said
With no strings attached
The Settlement
I only want
what’s best
for you,
he said,
even if that’s
not what is
best for me
I just
want this
to end,
she said,
I simply
want to
be free
(Originally Posted 10.09.2019)
You should never go to bed
On an argument
That is what they say
But what do you do
When he always blames you
And you argue every day
‘Turn Away On Your Side…’
Was
I always
wrong
Or was
I sometimes
right
Not that
it matters
anyway
Now I’m
alone at
night
(Originally Posted 10.09.2020)
I know you’re looking
To me for help
But I am just
As clueless myself
I’m Sorry
It hurt
to see
the pain
in your
eyes
I felt
every
ache
of your
heart
If only
I could
ease the
anguish
you feel
But
I’ve no
wisdom
left to
impart
(Originally Posted 10.09.2019)
‘You want it
You’ve got it
You took it all from me
My cheque book, my wallet
My pride and dignity…’
‘Some things are more important than ability’
Advert for a young guitar player, NME, 1989
Nothing prepares them
For what’s to come
The devastation
And then some
All I can say
As I watch them have fun
Is just be there for them
When they are done
Piercing
It looks
like this
situation
I may have
misjudged
As not
once did I
think it
would hurt
this much
(Originally Posted 09.09.2019)
Men may have since
Shared my bed
But they have never
Shared my head
Like you
Fuck Knows
My days
are sad
My nights
are lonely
Fuck knows
if I’ll ever
Only be
true to you
(Originally Posted 09.09.2019)
It happened quite by accident
As when she left the tent that morning
There was no way she could have known
That a whole new era was dawning
But as they both sat drinking wine
With their connection forming
She began to realise, at last,
Her heart was capable of rewarming
The Lost (We)ekend
I
don’t
know how
we got here
But
here
we are
nonetheless
We
should
just make
the best of it
Before
we have
to reassess
(Originally Posted 09.09.2020)
I went back into that bookshop
Just for old times sake
And although they played
A different song today
I still remembered our first date
The Bookshop (1)
I went
in there
just now
The one
I went into
with you
They were
playing
your song
on the radio
And because
you would
have smiled,
I smiled too
(Originally Posted 08.09.2019)
We both met up again last night
And as we held each other tight
We reveled in our connection to you
Before parting in the morning hue
Your Birthday
Yesterday
we
remembered
you.
Together,
in this
city, just
us two.
We laughed,
and smoked
and drank
too much beer.
Both of us
wishing you
were still
fucking here.
Xxx
(Originally Posted 08.09.2019)
In this city
I once called home
I know I could never
Feel alone
Coming Home
It’s not
that I
love this
city
It’s that
I love
who I am
when I’m here
(Originally Posted 08.09.2019)
I booked the day off work today
As I knew I’d want to be alone
I wouldn’t want to see anyone
Or even speak on the phone
It’s not that I’m ungrateful
Or I don’t appreciate the intent
But people just don’t realise
That, emotionally, I’m spent
Rest In Peace
Someone
sent me
flowers
today
And for
their
kindness
I was
thankful
But
I still
chucked
them
in the
bin
For of
condolences
I’ve had
a tankful
(Originally Posted 08.09.2020)
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