My poems are not
Very nice
Particularly warm,
Or fuzzy
But they do resonate
With those desolate
And who prefer their words
Bloody
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
My poems are not
Very nice
Particularly warm,
Or fuzzy
But they do resonate
With those desolate
And who prefer their words
Bloody
At least I came
And I tried
“Let’s do this again”
She totally lied
Leffe
He clarified
Not Lethe
Same thing,
She shrugged
Dressed in black
I’ll stand there
Watching,
From afar
Just to see who
Was telling the truth
And who the liars
Really are
I really am so sorry
She said
I should have told you
From the start
But I’ve been remiss
I’m not fit for this
Because of my broken heart
You don’t need to apologise
He said
I always knew
To take things slow
Out of respect
For you and your ex
I’m happy to go with the flow
I did my best
At the time
Sacrificing
Your sanity
By protecting mine
Dealing with loss is hard
He said
Thinking that he’d really tried
It’s not like I lost him
She said
He actually fucking died
It was back when we
Became best friends
That I knew we’d never
Have sex again
I’m not jealous
Of your work
Your sales
Or, so called, talent
But you’re just so rude,
Now with your shitty attitude
Becoming more
And more apparent
I used to be nice
I used to be kind
Then something happened
That changed my mind
Now I’m angry
Now I’m mean
With very little left
In-between
I, for one, am excited
He said
To see how this night will end
I’m not going to have sex with you
She said
But I would like to be your friend
And so it falls
Another New Year’s Day
Yet this feeling of loss
Never fades away
With the cèilidh danced
And whisky swirled
Now we’ve got all
The time in the world
Anyone else
Sick of this shit
Just miserable and irked?
I don’t know about you
But feeling like I do
I’d rather be back at work
At the end
Of the platform
They huddle
Snapping a photo, or two
They enjoy
A wee kiss
And a cuddle
Before the next train passes through
I really tried
Hard today
But nothing ever
Goes my way
Even when I pretend
I’m okay
Things fall to shit
Anyway
What day even is it?
She said
As she opened the fridge door
I’ve got no idea
He said
But I can’t eat any more
It’s funny how things turn out
She said
As she tugged on her costume straps
When I was here
Last year
She said
My mind had all but collapsed
I knew after I’d entered the water
She said
That there would be no doubt
As I had decided
Feeling like I did
Death was the only way out
But these last few months I have learned
She said
Through medication and therapy
Having survived that blip
A communal dip
Is now more than enough for me
It’s never as bad
As you think it’ll be
All sitting around
The Christmas tree
As long as you have
A beer, or two
To dull the pain
And see you through
What would you like
For Christmas he asked
His smile
A million miles wide
I just need the strength
To carry on
She wholeheartedly replied
It may be the season
To be jolly
But for this heathen
There is no such folly
How did it come to be
He said
That you no longer care
Because I chose to live carefree
She said
And turned my back on despair
I couldn’t get a photo
She said
But I promise you, it’s true
She was there legs akimbo
Lips stuck to his like glue
I cannot quite believe it
She said
He just doesn’t seem the type
But now that you have seen it
Does it live up to the hype?
Let me put it this way
She said
From the look upon her face
I think it would be safe to say
He doesn’t get many complaints!
What I’ve got for you depends
He said
On if you’ve been bad or good
I couldn’t give a fuck
She said
And haven’t since childhood
Hold on to your baubles
He said
Santa’s coming to town!
Well, let’s hope he fucking dawdles
She said
Because all I can do is frown
OK, OK
I’ll stay alive, today
But as for tomorrow
Well, who knows…
Do you know what I have learned
She said
In all my time here on this earth
Forget about the bridges you’ve burned
She said
And value your own self worth
What a ridiculous way
To spend a day
Let alone
A lifetime
It’s not that I don’t trust
The fortuitous hands of fate
But I would just prefer it
If I didn’t have to wait
As another day fills
Me with dread
Intrusive thoughts
Inside my head
I wish that I
Could stay in bed
And sleep
For a thousand years instead
With my head left reeling
I can’t help but feeling
It’s not worth it,
Anymore
Most of the time
I do quite wells
Smile on my face
Everything swell
But when those tears
Decide to fall
The reality is
There’s fuck all
I can do
To save myself
From drowning
It strikes me as you speak
She said
Just how unhappy you are
And I haven’t even been
He said
That forthcoming so far
Please, talk softly today
She squeaked
I’ve got a really sore head
Then perhaps you should’ve considered
He said
Staying in last night instead!
One more drink
That’s all you need
For stories to tell
And wisdom to heed
One million men
Could lay in my bed
But you’d still be the one
Stuck in my head
Even if I tried
A million women instead
I wouldn’t even be vaguely
Interested
Turning up here
An armful of beer
The epitome of niceness
But the look on your face
As I call you a disgrace
Is absolutely fucking priceless
Here again
Home alone
Pacing, waiting
By the phone
Hoping to hear
That familiar tone
And to read our date
Has been postponed
Now it’s back
To the city
Surrounded
By smog
And so this
Little ditty
Ends
Our travelogue
Join me
He said
By the fire
It’s cold outside
And the rain, dire
Thank you
She said
But I’d better not
As you wouldn’t want
What I have got
Around the coast
And to the beach
To scratch an itch
Nothing else can reach
Stick another log
She said
In the fire
And see if that quells
Your desire
I write a bit
Now you know
Nothing special
Or much to show
But just enough
To get me though
And show how much
I still miss you
You took my hand
As we crossed the sand
And I knew then
What I still know now
That’s why I come back here
Every year
To talk to you again
Out loud
I’ll always be like this
She said
Of that I have no doubt
Because there isn’t enough goodness
She said
To drive the badness out
I think
I’ll freeze
To death today
It’s not like
I’ll feel it
Anyway
Why should they rememeber
He said
Every year
When you never even talk
About him here
Well, it’s not like they cared
She said
In the first fucking place
Back when the pain was still written
All over my face
I realise I fucked up
He said
When I wasn’t there for you
But I promise I’ll be here now
He said
And will help to see you through
All that shit is pointless
She said
We can’t go back in time
Just prioritise your own health
She said
And I’ll take care of mine
Things can only get better
He said
If you keep up this attitude
It’ll be gone within the day
She said
Along with my good mood
Love him while
You still can
As the hands of death
Wait for no man
It’s not for you
To dwell on
To deliberate
Or discuss
As I’ll be the one
To decide
If I have actually
Got the guts
That’s really amazing news
She said
I’m so very pleased for you
Now let’s just leave it there
She said
As you wouldn’t want the truth
We must catch up sometime
She said
I miss spending time with you
If that was all I had at home
She said
Then I would miss me too
I know that it must seem
She said
Like I’m arrogant and self centered
But that’s not it at all
She said
I just write how I feel uncensored
I hope
You’re sleeping soundly
All tucked up
In your bed
I hope that guilt
Isn’t shouting too loudly
Inside your pretty
Little head
I hope
You’re remembering proudly
All those actions
That you took
And I hope
You’re realising quite roundly
How I no longer
Give a fuck
You really shouldn’t wait
He said
Who knows what could happen next
It really wouldn’t matter
She said
As I’m far too fucking depressed
There are some nights
That never stop
Even when you look
That silent clock
Just seems
To stay the same
Time appears
To have stopped
And although you lie
There and watch
You know that everything
Has changed
Something of a hero
In your teens
The subject of many
Young girls dreams
Yet here you are now
Bloated and aging
With that yellowing skin
And cholesterol raging
So it’s hard to see you
As you once were
When that rakish charm
Caused quite the stir
Yet it’s not really you
That I feel sorry for
It’s all those young girls
Who don’t dream anymore
I don’t care
That you didn’t mean it
Or if just to deflect
You moved to attack
As now I know how you seethe
Underneath
And you can never take that back
With my head at rest
On the chopping block
I now think it best
That I start to talk
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