Do not
Fucking
Talk to me
Don’t you even
Look
My way
You’ll be lucky
To be forgiven tomorrow,
Buddy,
Let alone
Today
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Do not
Fucking
Talk to me
Don’t you even
Look
My way
You’ll be lucky
To be forgiven tomorrow,
Buddy,
Let alone
Today
In amongst
All the bullshit
There’s one thing
That’s still true
I might scream and curse
And make matters worse
But I’ll never be a cunt
Like you
After all
The heartache
And the pain
You put me through
I don’t just need
To forgive you
But I want to forget you
Too
I guess you’re all there
Outside together
Enjoying the food
And this change in weather
Swapping your stories
Of the week’s events
As you wait for the last
Course to commence
Well don’t mind me
As I sit here and smoke
Hoping for the day
When you all choke
And die
I don’t care if it’s now
I don’t care if it’s later
Because now I know
Which way you’ll go
On the day you meet your maker
The Reckoning
If you
can’t
bear
to see
the hurt
you’ve
caused
Then
feel
free
to
look
away
For
I know
that
guilt
will
fuck
you up
And
you’ll
face
the
truth
one day
(Originally Posted 28.02.2020)
She has long been
The target
For all of my insults
And slurs
But your fakery
Fucking disgusts me
Almost as much
As hers
Celebrity Suicide Breeds Public Dishonesty
So you can
empathise
with her
Someone
you only
saw on TV?
But when
my shit hit
the fan
You couldn’t
sympathise
with me?
Well fuck your
social media
petition
And your
boycott of
that rag
Why not look
a little closer
to home?
You
disingenuous
old hag
(Originally Posted 16.02.2020)
I remember
When I heard this
Oh how I laughed
And laughed
To know that finally,
And rightfully,
You have fallen on your ass
Music To My Ears
So I’ve heard that you
Are starting to feel
Like you’re reaping
What you sowed
Well all I can say
Is poor, poor you
I hope your pain
Has overflowed
As I, for one,
Cannot express
Just how happy
I am to know
That perhaps now you
Can comprehend
How it feels
To be alone
(Originally Posted 08.12.2020)
I’m not proud of what I did
Nor am I happy with what I said
But if you had been kinder
And not some whiny fault finder
Then your eyes needn’t have bled
I’m sorry I didn’t listen
He said
But I thought I knew it all
Now I’ll watch from the sidelines
She said
And cheer on your downfall
I love how I live in your head
Rent free
It really makes me smile
To know you’re still being
Eaten alive
By your own bitterness and bile
You come for me again
My friend
And events will turn apace
Your head will spin
As that shit eating grin
Is wiped right off your face
So I’ve heard you’re starting to feel
Like you’re reaping what you have sown
Well all I can say is poor, poor you
I hope your pain has overflown
As I, for one, cannot express
Just how happy I am to know
That perhaps now you’re beginning to comprehend
What it feels like to be alone