Taking The Lead

I’ve done what I can

Said the man

The rest is up to you

I will try, Brother

Said the other

But it’s not what I am used to


Taking Turns

That’s
it
now

I’ve
pulled us
through

So for
better
or worse

It’s
over
to you

(Originally Posted 22.06.2020)

Departures

When I sat down and wrote this one

Everyone else was at the bar

(In the grand scheme of things that day

We hadn’t travelled very far)

Whilst I waited for my drink

I plastered on a smile

Wishing I was anywhere but

En route to the Emerald Isle


The Airport Lounge

It doesn’t matter how loud people are

They never drown out the voices inside my head.

(Originally Posted 23.05.2019)

At His Hands

Sometimes

The words I use

Are not deliberately explicit

Sometimes

The words I choose

Are inherently implicit


Overpowered

It is
not
only
my
heart
that
bleeds

As
you
take
care
of
your
own
needs

(Originally Posted 18.05.2020)

I Blame The Parents

The simple things in life

It seems

Are not for the likes of me

All I feel I deserve

It seems

Is pain and misery


Arcadia

Here
I am
again

Sitting
all
alone

I don’t
like this
anymore

I just
want to
go home

(Originally Posted 09.05.2020)

Siblings

You may think you’re richer

You may think you’re oh so smart

You may even think you’re better than me

But you’ll never have my heart

The Limbic Lament

If alcohol doesn’t soothe me

And music doesn’t move me

It’s no wonder I can’t cope

This crippling anxiety

Coupled with impropriety

Has left me devoid of hope

The Dry Well

What can you do

When the words won’t flow

When you have exhausted

Every topic you know

Perhaps all there is

Is to put down the pen

And hope that one day

You’ll be hurt again

High Winds

If all the roads are closed tonight

Then how will I get home

I’m much too scared

And emotionally impaired

To go a night out here alone

Accountability

It was you who made things difficult

It was you who made things worse

You who added injury to insult

It was you who left me cursed

It was you who made me doubt myself

It was you who made me cry

You who just pleased yourself

It was you who never asked why

But as for all that has followed

All that has now came to be

Every pill that I have swallowed

That’s on no one else but me

Season’s Beatings

I fucking hate Christmas

Just like Christmas hates me

Walking on eggshells all day

Faking smiles around a tree

I learned when I was five

Santa doesn’t deliver for free

That he prefers ‘good little girls’

And the one he favoured that year was me

As an adult I’ve tried to make it better

To erase him from my memory

But I still fucking hate Christmas

Just like Christmas hates me

One Good Turn…

I suppose

You understand me now

Why I said

What was on my mind

Well don’t expect

Anything from me

As I’ll be paying you back

In kind

The Strength Within

I remember

That day

When my doubts

Fell away

And I walked on broken glass

Now with veins

Of ice

I wouldn’t

Think twice

About kicking your sorry ass

Me

I did love someone once

She was beautiful inside and out

The life and soul of the party

Her passion never in doubt

But one day she grew cold

And her light began to fade

So now I no longer love her

Because of who it was she betrayed

From The Get Go

If I knew then

What I know now

I wouldn’t have let you stay

I’d have made sure

You saw the worst of me

And done my best

To push you away

Like Looking In A Mirror

It’s sad that you have to endure

The same shit that I did

Remarks about your skin colour hurt

Especially when you’re a kid

Just know that you’re amazing

As you’re growing day by day

You’ll always be the better person

No matter what they say

Not Arrogance, But Fact

I always assumed

Because I did it with ease

That you’d find it straightforward too

But I’ve come to realise

In the cold light of day

I was just better at it than you

Happy Things

I've tried to write about happy things

But the words don't seem to flow

Perhaps I've forgotten happy things

And sadness is all I know


(Originally Posted 03.04.2019)

Finding Fault

All 
you
do

He
said

Is
whine
and
moan

I'm
surprised
anyone
reads
this
pish

Well,
perhaps
if you

She
said

Weren't
such a
prick

My
words
wouldn't
so easily
flourish


In My Shoes

Bitter
and
twisted

Yes,
that’s
me

But
live
my
life

For a
minute
or two

And so
would
you
fucking
be

Blunt

I
wish
you
were
here
with
me

But
instead
I’m
all
alone

If
only
you
would
write
a letter

Or
call
me on
the
phone

It
would
be so
wonderful
to facetime

Or
if
you
texted
me
instead

But
I know
you
won’t
do any
of these

You
can’t

Because
you’re
dead

Like Lightning

I remember

When I thought
it was you

And
I made my
feelings
plain

But
then
I met
him

And within
seconds
I knew

I’d never
think about you

Again

Newly Qualified

Can we
leave it
there?

She
asks

As I
cannot
take
much
more

You’re
damn
right

He
replies

As he
edges
towards
the door

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