What day even is it?
She said
As she opened the fridge door
I’ve got no idea
He said
But I can’t eat any more
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
What day even is it?
She said
As she opened the fridge door
I’ve got no idea
He said
But I can’t eat any more
I eat
I drink
I sleep
I breathe
But with
Very little else
Inbetween
I Fucking Hate Tuesdays
Trudging through this half a life
Really just subsisting
Knowing I’d be
Better off dead
Than merely just existing
(Originally Posted 22.02.2022)
You will feel much better
She said
After a drink and something to eat
There’s no point in feeding me up
She said
For I have accepted defeat
Little Miss Pitiful
Too busy to stop,
Too bored to stay.
Too broken to fight,
For yet another day.
(Originally Posted 21.10.2019)
Is that bottle
going spare?
I’d love to
have a taste
It would be such
a shame to let
The good stuff
go to waste