If at first
You don’t succeed
You should try,
And try again
Then when all else fails
Down a sea of cocktails
And hope
It dulls the pain
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
If at first
You don’t succeed
You should try,
And try again
Then when all else fails
Down a sea of cocktails
And hope
It dulls the pain
Come back
Tomorrow
And try again
For I need
A lover
Not just a friend
Eyes wide
Head turned
Tongue sharp
Fingers burnt
Back in the day
The words flowed freely
And I knew just what
To impart
But I’ve recently found
Since my new love’s in town
That for poems,
I’m no longer arsed
I can try
To distract myself
Go to bed
And turn off the light
But I know full well
There’s no chance in hell
I won’t be calling him
Tonight
‘You Spin Me (Right Round)’
With
your
smile so
appealing
And
your
humility
endearing
I cannot
help
but get
feeling
You
won’t
be
home
alone
This
evening
(Originally Posted 21.02.2020)
Most days I do
Enjoy my work
And I welcome
The distraction
But as time goes by
It’s getting harder to try
And fake a positive reaction
(Anti) Social Work
I
think
I would
be
So
much
more
forgiving
If
I didn’t
have
To
work
for a
living
(Originally Posted 30.01.2020)
If you’ve ever planned a funeral
Then I’m sure you’ll relate to this
It’s easy not to crack
When focused on the task
But when it’s done, you fall to shit
Keeping Busy
It’s been
a busy
few days
In
many
ways
But now all
my tasks are
completed
So with
nothing
left to do
I’ll soon
be thinking
of you
And how
I’ve been left
feeling cheated
(Originally Posted 17.10.2019)
It’s been nearly three weeks now
That I’ve been off the booze
Choosing to cope instead
With the pain in my head
By getting some new tattoos
Therapy?
No
matter
what
the
guidelines
say
Or
how
many
braincells
may be
lost
I’ll
slay
my
dragons
my way,
thanks
And
live
with
whatever
the
cost
(Originally Posted 05.10.2020)
It’s been ages since I’ve seen you
She said
How are you doing my friend?
Oh, things are fine with me
She said
Not wishing to offend
Distraction
Maybe I could see a friend
Or give them a call instead
It must be better than wrestling
With these demons in my head
(Originally Posted 22.08.2021)
Maybe I could see a friend
Or give them a call instead
It must be better than wrestling
With these demons in my head
And
just
like
that,
I
was
attracted.
Your
hand
warm
in
mine
Distracted
me
from
the
pain.
And
so I
fell in
love
with
you,
All
over
again.
For a moment
there I was
feeling goodLiving my
life the way
I shouldAnd then you
wander back
into my mindAnd all sense
of peace is
left behind
I
hate
Sunday
eveningsI
despise
them
with
a passionThere’s
nothing
good
about
themNo
positive
distractionFrom the
fact that
tomorrow
starts
another
weekAnd we’re
no longer
dancing
cheek
to cheek
I’ll no
longer
provide
a distractionOr a
lens for
your
dissatisfactionI should
command
much more
attentionFor I
deserve
the utmost
adoration
You have no idea,
How much your sideways glance,
Hauls my weary heart,
Through yet another,
Lonely day…