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
‘The Litter On The Breeze’
I don’t care
If you don’t understand
Because this
Isn’t meant
For you
All Is Not Well
Words spill
Onto the page
Just like the blood
From my veins
Vocabularians Of The World Unite
Vocabularians of the world unite
To put the wrongs of our world right
To give a voice to those too tired to fight
And into the darkness bring forth the light
Bottom Of The Class
I
scroll
through
your words
And
realise
mine don’t
compare
For
you all
write so
beautifully
Whereas
I splurge
without
a care
An Apathetic Author
It’s
hard to
write
it all
down
What
I’ve
been
feeling
inside
But now
is the
time to
start
again
For the
truth
I’ll no
longer
hide
A Tad Uncouth
I could
never
write as
fancilyAs
many
others
here doI just don’t
have the
talent,
franklyFor much
more
than a
fuck you
Connections
It’s easier to connect with other artists these days than it is to any of my friends.
It’s because we understand how shit things are, I think, when the madness descends.
The Art Gallery
Sometimes
I think
I’m too
stupid to
understand
Sometimes
it feels
like I’m
the only
one that
does
