One more drink
That’s all you need
For stories to tell
And wisdom to heed
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
One more drink
That’s all you need
For stories to tell
And wisdom to heed
Turning up here
An armful of beer
The epitome of niceness
But the look on your face
As I call you a disgrace
Is absolutely fucking priceless
I’m not sure
If it was the booze
Or all the tablets
I was taking
But, ultimately,
I was pretty lucky
To survive all my (bad)
Decision making
Drunk
Looking in
the mirror
gives me
a fright,
But I think
I had a
good time
last night.
I don’t
remember
much or how
I got home,
So thank
fuck I’ve
woken up
alone.
(Originally Posted 29.09.2019)
She betrayed me again today
The little bitch
She always wants what I do not
Now I must fix
Her egregious mistake
Before both of us get caught
Happy
Happy
Happy
Sad
Sad
Sad
Happy
Sad
Happy
Sad
Happy
Happy
Happy
Sad
Sad
Sad
(Originally Posted 15.06.2019)
What
the
fuck
She
said
Are
you
looking
at
Would
you
like a
photo
Oh,
please
He
said
Don't
mind
me
I'm
just
enjoying
the
show
Poor
mePoor
mePour me
anotherI don’t
want to
go home(Originally Posted 10.05.2019)
Try as I may
I just cannot dance
To the beat of your drum
I'm always out of time
(Originally Posted 08.03.2019)
‘Hold Me Like This For A Hundred Thousand Million Days…’
As
the rot
starts
to set
in
I
pour
myself
another
gin
To
silence
the pain
in my
head
As
the
thoughts
seem to
shift
My
mood
starts
to
lift
And
I can
finally
get out
of bed
Fill it
up to
the top
So that
I can
drink
again
I want to
feel the
pleasure
And to
forget
the pain
Stumbling
home
Drunk
again
When will
I learn
Alcohol
is not
My best
friend
Eat, drink and be merry.
Or just drink.
I know I am.
I fear I’ve
had one too
many a drink
tonight…
Perhaps now
is not the
time my story
to write…
Drunk
Happy
Drunk
Sad
Fridays
are a
bitch
It is strange.
You are told that when these things happen, you'll just know.
You won't be able to catch your breath,
your stomach will be in knots
and a thunderbolt will fly through the sky.
But it doesn't ... it didn't.
It is strange.
It is not that you are particularly handsome - you are not.
But it's the way you make me feel.
You make me laugh.
You make me smile.
I look forward to seeing you.
I look forward to you coming to see me.
But I know there is no future in it.
It will not go anywhere.
I want the thunderbolt.
I need it.