No.
I’m
not
doing
it.You
can’t
make
me.Oh…
(Hot)Wired
How
will
it
feel
She
asks
As
I don’t
think
I know
I’ve
forgotten
what it
means
She
says
When
something
stirs
below
The Minx
If you
don’t
want
to be
with
me
Then
don’t
feel
you
have
to stay
I
am
quite
happy
by
myself
Or
finding
someone
else to
lead
astray
Brand New Series
I’m
already
boredTurn
it
offOf
such
nonsenseI’ve
had
enough
Jailbirds
Can
we go
for a
walk?
No
pressure
or
anything
But I
just
want
to
talk
About
you
About
me
And
about
what
we’ll
do
Once
we
are
free
‘Can’t Stand (By) Me Now’
You say
that
you’ve
had
enough
Well I
ask you –
what
about
me?
Surely
you
won’t
leave me
to drown
In
this
sea
of
hypocrisy?
Pen & Paper(less)
What
is the
point
in any
of this
In
trying
so hard
all this
time?
What
do I
hope to
achieve
anyway
By
writing
this
useless
rhyme?
(A) Void
I
would
smash
that
glass
And
reach
for
your
hand
If
only
I was
allowed
Yet
we
have
no
choice
But
to
press
against
it
Hearts
broken
and
heads
bowed
Communal Living
Just shut up
You stupid cunts
It is nearly quarter to four
Just go home
To bitch and moan
And stop banging on the floor!
Surreal
It is
just so
unbelievableThat things
have come
to thisWho or
what will
save us?As we
stare into
the abyss…
Rebel Without A Clue
Never
have
you
gone
out
more
now
you’ve
been
told
to
stay
in
Leaving
it
to
fate
alone
to
test
the
theory
that
fools
never
win
Virulent
Whilst
social
distancingAnd just
about
subsistingTo what
we are
witnessingThere is
no point
resisting
Dear Reader
Sometimes
my words
are so
savage
I even
surprise
myself
It’s like
the page
I must
ravage
With no
care at
all for
yourself
Hiding The Knives
No amount
of blood,
sweat and
tearsWill ever
be enough
to assuage
these fearsBelieve
meI’ve
tried
Pros & Cons
Whatever
it is you
want
from me
I just
don’t
have it
to give
As I’m
focusing
all of my
attention
On
finding
reasons
to live
Conundrum
What
keeps
us
togetherCan
also
tear
us
apartBut
what
ultimately
destroys
usMight
just
mend
a broken
heart
The Two Of Us
I don’t want just anyone,
I only want you.
To feel you,
Touch you,
Wrap my arms around you.
Hold you,
Squeeze you,
Bring me to my knees,
You.
It’s always been you.
Utter(ing) Shite
Amongst
the worst
of the
liesAre the
ones
I tell
myselfFor the
safety
of my
sanityAnd the
goodness
of my
health
Eighteen Months
It’s
all
still
so
fucking
surreal
I
can’t
get my
head
around
it
Fuck
knows
what
I am
supposed
to feel
Let
alone
how
to
explain
it
Immoral
This
can’t
go on
We
mustn’t
continue
As the
guilt is
seeping
Into
every
sinew
It
has to
stop
It
shouldn’t
have
started
As
we
made a
mockery
Of our
dearly
departed
‘It’s The End Of The World As We Know It…’
So is this it
Do you think
Humankind
On the brink
Of utter demise
Total collapse
Never to see
Another sunrise perhaps
Or will we live on
For another chance
To think and to dream
Whilst our souls advance
Emancipation
I’m so
happy
I got
out of
there
As my
mind
was
going
fuck
knows
where
At
least
now
a smile
I can
wear
Whilst
I walk
around
without
a care
On (A) High
I
hope
you
will
remember
The
next
time
you
are
sad
I
could
have
been
there
for you
But
you
blew
each
chance
you had
So
now
you
will
find
me
Sitting
in my
ivory
tower
instead
Eating
strawberries
and
glugging
champagne
From
the
comfort
of my
bed
Food Of The Gods
How
do I
love
thee?
Let me
count
the
ways
It’s a
lot more
than
spaghetti
But
not as
much as
bolognese
The Debt Collector
You’ve
stolen
my life
from me
In
oh so
many
ways
It might
have been
you that
died
But
I’m
the one
who pays
Stroke Of Luck
I could
have
stayed
in that
day
And we
never
would
have
met
Instead
I chose
not to
go
home
A
decision
I won’t
ever
regret
Xxx
50-50 Split
Everybody’s
everythingBut
Nobody’s
nothingBoth at
the same
time
Nobody’s Hero (1)
Please
take no
notice
of me
For I’m
as fucked
as anyone
can be
So don’t
let what
I write
enthrall
As it
is just
words,
after all
Psycho(tic) Babble
It’s
past
midnight
againAnd
still
I’m not
in bedWhen will
they stop
driving
me insaneThese
voices
inside
my head?
‘Bloody Awful Poetry’
You only
wear
that
leather
jacket
To
give
you
somekind
of mystery
But I
can see
straight
through
you
After
all,
we
share
a history
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