Just when you think
It’s over
Just when you think
It’s done
The paranoia
Seeps back in
And toys with you
For fun
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Just when you think
It’s over
Just when you think
It’s done
The paranoia
Seeps back in
And toys with you
For fun
It rears it’s head
This time of year
The feeling of wishing
That I wasn’t here
I’ll try to push through
As best as I can
But I’d be lying to say
It wasn’t still a plan
I always knew
He’d break my heart
And in the end
He did
Not because
He’d never wed
But since I’m here
And he is dead
Think
Of me less
As a hot
Fucking mess
And just
Someone
Who’s lost
Their way
Cowering
Here
Pride
On the floor
Crippling
Fear
You’ll be back
For more
I understand
It takes time
For wounds
Like these
To heal
But I got bored
Of myself
Years ago
So fuck knows
How you feel
Don’t you want to get better?
No, she politely replied
I think folks would be happier
If I just quietly died
You thought
You’d stop
Didn’t you?
And you’d never
Touch me again
That you wouldn’t
Need knives
Or razor blades
To cope
With all your pain
Yet here you are
With scissors
Poised to plunge
Into your skin
What a stupid bitch
To think you could switch
And that I
Would never win
They say
You are
No longer here
But I see you
Clear as day
I hear you
Talking
In your sleep
As I while
The hours away
They want me
To think
It can’t be true
That I’m mad
And must take
A pill
But I know you
Will never leave
And I am not
Mentally ill
I guess you could say
I’ve been in mourning
With no desire to see
Yet another day dawning
And despite me trying
To relieve this burden
It would only be lying
To say my future is certain
I'm feeling down
And full of dread
I can't come in
I'm staying in bed
There’s no way
I could know
The depths of your hell
But I’ve known
My own
All too fucking well
As the punches roll
Time takes it’s toll
And I lose more
And more
Each day
I can’t be wrong
Thinking
It won’t be long
Before I fully
Fade away
Slowly
I walk
Along
The bridge
Resisting
The urge
To jump
But
I feel
The ringing
In my ears
And my heart
Begin
To thump
Now
I have felt
This way
Before
And
I recognise
The slump
So I go
In search
Somewhere
Else
For these
Feelings
To dump
As the juice
Runs down
My fingers
Those feelings
Diffuse
Yet the malady
Lingers
Maybe
I should move
She said
Start again
Somewhere new
It doesn’t matter
Where you go
He said
The guilt
Will follow you
As I sit here
In the dark
All alone again
I wonder
If it’s worth it
Living a life
So plain
It would
Perhaps
Be different
If I thought
That anyone
Cared
But an opinion
On my existence
Not a soul
Has aired
So it is back
To my
Conundrum
Do I stay
Or do I go?
Waste away
Amidst
This humdrum
Or just end it now,
You know?
I suppose
I’ve never
Really cared
For people,
Places,
Or things
But just dealt
With the
Endless
Melancholy
That abject
Depression
Brings
Thank the lord
Friday’s here
Time for a cig
And a soothing beer
As I know full well
When the weekend comes
It’ll be more time spent
In the doldrums
As I sit here
Alone again
Staring
At the wall
I know it’s not
That I don’t
Feel love
It’s that I
Don’t feel
At all
Feel free
To take it all
She said
The Valium,
Zoloft and Prozac
They never really
Worked for me
So it’s not like
I’ll need them back
Though I caught his eye
As he said goodbye
I couldn’t quite tell
If he would jump
But when he didn’t show up
Later on that month
I knew to the bridge
He had succumbed
If I could learn
To love myself
I know how happy
I could be
But the effort required
Would be superhuman
And I don’t have that much
In me
I’ll get up to eat
Some food today
As opposed to staying
In bed
Maybe then I’ll find
Ways to busy my mind
Instead of laying there
Like I’m dead
It felt good
To have a clear out
To get rid
Of all that junk
And maybe now I’m nearer
To the path being clearer
I’ll find my way
Out of this funk
Why even try
In the end
Why bother
To believe
There’s just
Disappointment
And a lack
Of enjoyment
No matter what
We try to achieve
If I tell you
That I’m through
Then you don’t need to protect me
But if I say
That I’m ok
Then you really do need to worry
It’s funny how things turn out
She said
As she tugged on her costume straps
When I was here
Last year
She said
My mind had all but collapsed
I knew after I’d entered the water
She said
That there would be no doubt
As I had decided
Feeling like I did
Death was the only way out
But these last few months I have learned
She said
Through medication and therapy
Having survived that blip
A communal dip
Is now more than enough for me
As another day fills
Me with dread
Intrusive thoughts
Inside my head
I wish that I
Could stay in bed
And sleep
For a thousand years instead
It strikes me as you speak
She said
Just how unhappy you are
And I haven’t even been
He said
That forthcoming so far
You really shouldn’t wait
He said
Who knows what could happen next
It really wouldn’t matter
She said
As I’m far too fucking depressed
I saw it in
Your eyes that day
I heard it
In your voice
You, like me,
No longer see
Living
As a choice
The hardest part
About being depressed
Isn’t crying
Every day
The hardest part
About being depressed
Is pretending
You’re OK
I really am
Very sorry
I did not mean
To offend
But to look
Interested
In what you
Had suggested
I couldn’t be bothered
To pretend
I commend
Your curiosity
I absolutely do
The fact
That I’m not
Remotely arsed
Says far more
About me
Than you
Here I am
Pretending again
Faking a smile
To hide my pain
I fucking hate this weather
I wish
That things
Were different
And I could be
More in control
But my drive
Is non existent
So I’m stuck here
In this hole
It took me a while
To realise it
However, it seems,
I’m built for this shit
Lacking in motivation
Devoid of all desire
Wondering if salvation
Is in the funeral pyre
Tongue tied
Dead inside
Lying
On my bed of nails
Forever lonely
Seeing true love only
In films
And fairy tales
She knew
How many
Were in
The drawer
So to achieve
Her goal
She knew she’d
Need more
I’ve seen so many
Of them now
You’d think one
Would’ve broken through
But not one
Of their degrees
Has helped cure
My disease
Or informed me
Of what to do
The Trick Cyclist
I’d
like to
cancel my
appointment
I don’t
want
to see
you today
What’s
the point
in getting
out of bed
When
you can’t
help me
anyway?
(Originally Posted 25.02.2020)
The rope
Is in
The bin
For now
Having given
That monster
A swerve
But it’s safe
To assume
I can’t give him
Any room
As he’ll have
Kept some back
In reserve
Try Harder Next Time
The monster who lives
Under my bed
Whispers again
Why aren’t you dead
Berating me
For writing instead
And putting the rope
Back in the shed
(Originally Posted 24.02.2021)
This isn’t actually
Strictly true
It’s not like I’ve never
Had fun
It’s more that my weakness
For bleakness
Hasn’t ever quite been undone
‘Twilight’
I wish
I could
remember
The
good
old
days
But I
fear they
were just
a lie
For
I cannot
recall
Any
time in
my life
When
I didn’t
want
to die
(Originally Posted 17.02.2020)
Just keep taking the pills
He said
And they’ll eventually quieten
the voices
I suppose I can persevere
She said
Through a lack of any
other choices
‘It’s Nice To Be A Lunatic…’
Am I over
tired
Or am I just
plain sad
Am I far
too wired
Or simply
going mad
Does it
really matter
For I think
we can deduct
That as I can’t
stop this chatter
Either way,
I’m fucked
(Originally Posted 13.02.2020)
On those days
When I feel depressed
And I can’t carry on
Or hope for the best
I know to avoid
The great outdoors
As they’d end up scraping me
Off the floor
You Have Been Warned
I’m
too
scared
to go
out
today
For
the
dark
thoughts
haven’t
gone away
I’m
worried
I’m so
far into
this
slump
That
I may
well
just
decide
to
jump
(Originally Posted 09.02.2020)
Truth is
I’m getting older
I just wish
It was wiser too
Perhaps with that
Would come the ability
To find
A little stability
And I’d maybe make it
All the way through
The Spiral
It feels like
every day I fall
A little further
down the hole
Losing just
a wee bit more
Of my body,
mind and soul
(Originally Posted 05.02.2020)
Suffice it to say
If I had my way
There’d be no fucking risk assessment
I don’t need protecting
Despite your objecting
As in life I have no investment
999
God
knows
why I
didn’t
wake up
dead
Or why
I didn’t
think
to plan
this far
ahead
(Originally Posted 27.01.2020)
It’s only when
The meds kick in
That you realise
The truth
The only person
On that ward
Being fooled
Was you
Psych Ward 101
Just keep calm
Don’t let them see
They’ll leave you alone
If you just agree
(Originally Posted 22.01.2021)
It’s hard to consider
Giving much more
When your mind is weak
And your heart is sore
Cardiac Arrest
My heart
has been
aching
all day
Nothing
has made
the pain
go away
Perhaps
this will
finally be
the end
And I’ll
no longer
have to
pretend
(Originally Posted 21.01.2020)
“Raindrops keep falling on my head”
As that old sentimentalist croons
Well for me,
It’s not just raindrops
It’s a slew of fucking monsoons
Left Guessing
Time moves on
Yet I’m stood still
Fading away
Losing the will
As each second
Passes me by
I can’t seem to forget
Or stop asking why
(Originally Posted 19.01.2021)
Not everyone finds it easy
To go out and be social
Some of us need
A little time to breathe
While considering
Such a proposal
Leave Me Alone
Although the walls
Are closing in
I have no desire
To leave
I don’t understand
Why you find that
So fucking hard
To believe
(Originally Posted 11.01.2021)
Even if I wanted
To get up
And seize the day
It’s far too cold
For one so old
Outside anyway
Anhedonic
Trying
hard
to
survive
This
thing
called
life
Hoping
to fend
off the
madness
Striving
to find
Some peace
of mind
Underneath
this
duvet of
sadness
(Originally Posted 06.01.2020)
That really does sound lovely
She said
But I can’t come out to play
Depression wins again
She said
Much to my dismay
An Illicit Kiss
I can’t
think of
anything
more
exciting
Than
sitting
under
subdued
lighting
With
your
lips
pressed
to mine
That
feeling,
divine
Now
doesn’t
that
sound
inviting?
(Originally Posted 03.01.2020)
I’d love to say
That things have changed
And I no longer feel
So hopeless
But the intervening time
Since writing this rhyme
Has been equally
As atrocious
Nothing
Nothing makes
me happy
Nothing makes
me smile
There’s nothing left
to look forward to
At least nothing that
feels worthwhile
(Originally Posted 28.12.2019)
This is my favorite time of year
He said
With these scents of cinnamon and pine
As I endure the merriment of others
She said
I thank fuck for cheese and wine
(Originally Posted 24.12.2021)
This new one
Is my favourite
Of all those pills
And potions
As it leaves me feeling
Numb inside
And just going
Through the motions
Regime #7
These
pills
have
stopped
working
They
are now
simply
a token
As
they
don’t
take away
the hurting
From a
heart
that’s
truly
broken
(Originally Posted 23.12.2019)
I know
That depression
Is cyclical
Yet I’m still taken
By surprise
Whenever
It hits
And I feel
Like shit
As the light fades
From behind my eyes
Sprung
The beast has crept back in again
She’s beaten down my door
And there was me,
Foolishly,
Thinking I wouldn’t need pills anymore
(Originally Posted 09.12.2020)
They were all hoping
The blues would fade
But they were unaware
My decision was made
Rope
I know
I can’t
do this
anymore
My soul
is heavy
and my
heart
is sore
I feel
the relief
in every
pore
As I walk
along
to the
hardware
store
(Originally Posted 06.12.2019)
This type of positive sentiment
Is all well and good
But it’s of no use
When you cannot produce
The feelings others say you should
The (Not So) Funny Man
‘A day without laughter is a day wasted…’
Oh just fuck off Charlie,
Life’s far more complicated.
(Originally Posted 18.11.2019)
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