I have no interest in going back
Or to stroll down memory lane
I just want this war to end
And to move on from all this pain
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I have no interest in going back
Or to stroll down memory lane
I just want this war to end
And to move on from all this pain
Your comfort zone will kill you
Isn’t that what they say?
Well I say that is nonsense
As I’m happy living this way
I love living here
Next to the sea
On my cosy little croft
But the seagull noise
When I’m trying to sleep?
That can fuck right off
Come on then
Don’t keep us waiting
We want to see you bleed
To see others suffer
For their art
Is the validation we need
I don’t care
If you don’t understand
Because this
Isn’t meant
For you
If it takes a village to raise a child
Then my neighbours must have been out
Because I pretty much
Dragged myself up
Of that there is no doubt
I remember watching this
For the first time
Just me and you
With pizza and wine
Now I’m watching again
Hungry and alone
Nothing is the same
Here, on my own
Xxx
I dreamt
About you
This afternoon
For only
The second time
Then
As I woke up
The silence sent
It’s shivers
Down my spine
Xxx
I’m not sure anyone cares
Let alone if anyone reads
Surely there’s better things to do
Than to wade between my weeds
We meet again
And my heart soars
But only in my dreams
Then my heart breaks
All over again
To find all is not as it seems
‘Libraries gave us power
Then work came and made us free’
‘…Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.’
– Henry IV Part II: Act III, Scene I
If
your
life
is a
traffic
jam
Then
just
step
out of
the
car
This is
My last post
Everything
Has been written
All sides
Of this cherry
Are now
Thoroughly bitten
I think I could learn to trust you
She said
I’m beginning to find the way
Well, I really cannot tell you
He said
How much that makes my day
There are skeletons in my closet
He said
But nothing complicated
That’s the problem with mine
She said
Most of them are naked
Why should I stay
He said
Because you won’t
Why should I care
She said
Because you don’t
Call me your sweetheart again
She said
And I’ll punch you in the face
For you never earned that right
She said
In the first fucking place
So I’ve recorded some of my poems
And I don’t think they’re half bad
Who knew that in speaking
There’s so much fun to be had
But now I’m in a conundrum
As I need to make a choice
Do I stay safely anonymous
Or finally reveal my voice?
I know it’s not
For the faint of heart
But it helps me
Every day
So just deal with it
Or not
As I’m not arsed
Either way
In the beginning
I would always try
To be as honest as I could be
But in the end I fell
So far from the truth
That the line was a dot to me
If I had the words
I would speak them
But you were lucky
I did not
It will always be
My deepest regret
I never gave
As much as I got
‘I sort of came to the conclusion that misery is the natural state.
And if you get two decent minutes a day then that’s alright.’
– Nicky Wire
So near
Yet so far
All that’s left
Is this scar
Nothing more
Nothing less
Other than life
In this mess
Real love isn’t all poetry
With hearts and fancy flowers
Sometimes it’s just about making do
And putting in the hours
‘Oh, do you believe in love there…’
‘I hate people when they’re not polite…’
‘The freedom that you wanted back
Is yours for good, I hope you’re glad’
I walked past your house
Every day
But never knocked the door
—–
I watched as you passed
Every day
And always hoped for more
I know that it
Has been a while
But sure as eggs is eggs
You do have such
A winning smile
And a cracking pair of legs
I took care of everything
But no one took care of me
Did it even occur to you
All that I had been through
And what was then my reality
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