My poems are not
Very nice
Particularly warm,
Or fuzzy
But they do resonate
With those desolate
And who prefer their words
Bloody
Before It’s Too Late
Check in with your family and friends
Make sure they know you are their ally
As you can’t always tell
Who on the outside looks well
But on the inside wants to die
The Passing Samaritan
I
really
can’t
explain
it
This
feeling
I have
inside
I
just
don’t
want
to be
here
And,
God
knows,
I’ve
tried
(Originally Posted 29.10.2020)
There’s No Other Way
What’s the point
In dressing it up
And trying to be all poetic
Telling the truth
However uncouth
Will forever be my aesthetic
Blunt
I
wish
you
were
here
with
me
But
instead
I’m
all
alone
If
only
you
would
write
a letter
Or
call
me on
the
phone
It
would be
wonderful
to FaceTime
Or
if
you
texted
me
instead
But
I know
you
won’t
do any
of these
You
can’t
Because
you’re
dead
(Originally Posted 08.10.2020)
Gotcha!
Made me laugh out loud, this one
As it really is quite blunt
It never ceases to amaze me
How I can be such a
Con trol freak, at times
Trust Issues
Somebody
once
told
me
It will
all be
OK in
the end
Well, that
person
lied
to me
And so
is no
longer
my friend
(Originally Posted 16.06.2020)
Wow Part #3
It never ceases to amaze me
How blunt I was back then
It’s so clear to see
I wasn’t well, mentally,
When I read this one again
Another Day…
Another day of pretence dawns,
And my heart is full of dread.
Another chasm in my mind yawns,
And I wish that I was dead.
(Originally Posted 09.05.2019)
Facts
Ultimately,
You’ll find,
None of this shit matters.
Namesake
Well that’s me back
In the doldrums again
Months of progress
Down the drain
I can no longer be bothered
With any motivation to find
For it’s clear now nothing will fix
This fragile mind of mine
Blunt
I
wish
you
were
here
with
me
But
instead
I’m
all
alone
If
only
you
would
write
a letter
Or
call
me on
the
phone
It
would
be so
wonderful
to facetime
Or
if
you
texted
me
instead
But
I know
you
won’t
do any
of these
You
can’t
Because
you’re
dead
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 