Please Bear With Me

I’m
sorry
I haven’t
been
around

As
much
as I’d
like
to be

But
lately
my life
has run
aground

And
your
words
won’t
go in,

You see

Circling

Like
vultures

Eyeing up
the bones

Of those of us
who went before

Now rotting
on the stones

It’s The Small Things That Hurt The Most

How long does it take

To only reach for one mug

To only set out one plate

To programme the heating to come on at seven

Instead of leaving it too late

To only buy one pint of milk

To only get one lottery ticket

To stop saying hello as you walk in the house

Because there’s none else in it

Campfire Tales

I ask
them
over
and
over
again

What
did
I do to
deserve
this
pain

As I
look
up to
the
starry
sky

The
knife
you
plunged
makes
me cry

Fervour

I’ve
written
all the
words

Now I’ve
just to
press
send

But
as my
finger
hovers

I’m
scared
our time
will end

Wounded

They
say
you
shouldn’t
write
when
drunk

But
what
else
will
help
deal
with
this
funk?

At
least
beer
allows
me to
release
that
valve

And my
heart,
somewhere
along
the
line,
to
salve

Cambuslang

All
those
days we
stayed
in bed

They
rattle
around
inside
my head

Until
the tears
run from
my eyes

As the
love we
shared
slowly
dies

Xxx

K(not)

All
I can
say is
I live
in hope

That
one day
I will
tie that
rope

As
tightly
as I see
it in
my mind

And
all my
troubles
I’ll leave
behind

Flashback

The
figure
creeps
around
outside

As I
watch
the
darkness
descend

I lie
there
rigid,
fraught
with fear

As
I know
how this
will
end

Reminiscence

I could
spend
hours
writing
poetry

But
I could
never
do it
justice

How
once
upon
a time
we
had
it
all

But
now
I’ve
been
left
lifeless

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