Fixated

Has it ever occured to you

He said

That the source of your discord

Is your inability

To end the hostility

By changing the fucking record?


‘My Only Friend, The End…’

We
mustn’t
ever
forget

She
said

That
the
worst
is yet
to come

How
bloody
long
exactly

He
said

Do you
plan to
bang
that
drum?

(Originally Posted 11.01.2021)

“I Know It’s Gonna Happen Someday”

If some of my poems

Are humorous

Albeit

A little dark

This one

Is deadly serious

And not just

A flippant remark


Hanging Around

I know it’s there

In the shed

Waiting for when

I choose death instead

(Originally Posted 23.12.2020)

Solace

Where is it you’re going

He asked

To the mountains

She replied

I need the peace and quiet

She said

To get through the day he died


This Next Wee While

If you
notice
that I’ve
gone

There is
no need
to worry

Sometimes
I have
to run
away

From
situations
in a hurry

But
do not
doubt my
return

Please,
fret
ye not

I will
be back
very
soon

To
fully
reclaim
my
spot

(Originally Posted 30.11.2019)

Ominous

I’ve never been one

For writing pretty

As you can probably tell

From this little ditty


Rhubarb

Searching
for
light

Raised
in
darkness

Our
numbers
grow

Despite
the
sparseness

(Originally Posted 22.11.2019)

Signs Of Improvement

Things were so hard

For me back then

Every day

My outlook was bleak

And though the worst has passed

I still feel downcast

For at least

One day each week


Not Today

No-one can shield me,
from this pain within.

Nothing can soothe me,
now the rot has set in.

(Originally Posted 24.07.2019)

Poignant

Sometimes I

Have nothing to add

No further words

Or updates

This is one

Of those times,

I think,

As when I read this

My heart breaks


Leftovers

A weak and weary
confused mind

An empty and
hollow heart

As bleak as it is,
it is all I have

As my life has
fallen apart

(Originally Posted 13.07.2019)

Snow Gates

Every twist and turn

Each up and down

All tell a different story

There really is nothing

To rival these roads

In all their majestic glory

Spare Keys

The idea really

Was never

For you to just come

And go

It was more to ensure

You could open the door

To remove my head

From inside the stove

Out Of My Hands

There wouldn’t be any problem

If I didn’t wake up tomorrow

At least I wouldn’t be in pain

Or suffocating in this sorrow

From Birth

Why is everything so fucking bleak with you

He said

Why can’t you just stop moping around

For my melancholy is lifelong

She said

And no cure can be found

Beinn Eighe

My heart 
belongs
to the
Highlands

Of
that
there
is no
doubt

I
pray
for
the
day

I
drive
all
that
way

And my
heart
just
gives
out

Into The Wind

As my life passes me by

I lose the will to even try

So I raise my hands to the sky

And scream why me, you arsehole, why?

Fear

I’m
going
back
to bed

It’s
not
worth
staying
awake

From
these
thoughts
in my
head

I need a
fucking
break

Harsh Truth

It can
be a
hard
lesson
to learn

When
you’re
at the
point of
no return

That
nobody
actually
gives
a shit

Whether
you decide
to stay
or to
end it

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