Sword In Hand

I’m back

She cried

With renewed vigour

As they

Looked away

With a comical snigger

We’ve heard it

Before

They all said

As she

Stood there

And shook her head

This time

It’s true

I’ll have

Your guts!

But deep down

She knew

What a fool

She looked

Blushes

Well we sat at the kitchen table

Nervously eating toast

Feeling a little unstable

But both thouroughly engrossed


Until Someone Loses An Eye

What
happens
when the
laughter
stops

When
that
penny
finally
drops

When we
wake up
tomorrow
with a
raging
hangover

And that
stomach
churning
guilt
takes us
both over

(Originally Posted 20.01.2020)

Talking Too Much

I feel I should

Apologise again

For burdening you

Last night

I understand

It’s not your problem

And I know

It’s not your fight


Nice Try

Thank
you
for the
offer

But I
really
must
say no

There is
no need
for you
to listen

To any
more of
my tales
of woe

(Originally Posted 19.01.2020)

‘Purple Haze’

It doesn’t hurt as much

To look nowadays

But I’ll admit

That I don’t too often

As some of the things

We got up to back then

Are probably

Best forgotten


Polaroid Memories

I can no
longer
look at
at your
face

My
eyes I
have to
sheathe

For
tears
begin
to flow
at pace

And I
can no
longer
breathe

(Originally Posted 28.11.2019)

Kill Me Now

I could very easily

Have left this job

Taken my life

In a different direction

But as I chose to stay

It’s yet another team day

Answering

This fucking inane question


Work

Well I
guess
there’s
nothing
else for it

Three hours
left wading
through
this
bullshit

Perhaps I
should
hand in
my notice
and quit

At least
then that
would be
the end
of it

(Originally Posted 30.08.2019)

Long Sleeves All Year Round

You can work through your issues

Until they’re no longer discernable

But it’s important to remember

Not all the results are reversible


The Sting

If
I had
never
gone
down
this
path

It
wouldn’t
hurt
so
much
in the
bath

(Originally Posted 19.08.2020)

Something I’m Not

It never did sit right with me

That night when I led him on

Not only was I embarrassed

But all my principles had gone

I could’ve just blamed the vodka

Or the fact that he was a flirt

But if I’m honest

I’d become a chauvinist

And had stopped caring who I hurt


Embarrassment

I didn’t think

I could fuck things up

Any more if I tried

But then I got drunk

And kissed you back

And now I want to die

(Originally Posted 06.03.2021)

Embarrassment

I didn’t think

I could fuck things up

Any more if I tried

But then I got drunk

And kissed you back

And now I want to die

Local Boy Made ‘Good’

Although you’re glad to have me back,

Eating those chips will give me a heart attack!

I can’t sit in front of the telly all day,

For I fear my brain will waste away.

I don’t want a pint at the Working Men’s Club –

How about we cycle to a gastropub?

I don’t remember Elsie from next door but two,

Even if you are convinced I do.

And I don’t want any more tea,

Unless it’s ceylon, roiboos or elderberry.

You see when I moved away,

I left all of this without a care.

And now when I’m forced to come back here,

I am embarrassed beyond compare.

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