"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
It would not be
That unusual for me
To view my own mental health
As simply cliché
And to explain it away
As just feeling sorry for myself
The Gloom
Does it
follow me
Or do I
chase it
Either way
around
It’s still
pretty shit
(Originally Posted 30.10.2019)
I’ve written quite a few times
About the shit these tricksters say
But I cannot deny
Or explain why
She said what she did that day
The Psychic
She told me this would happen
When we met many moons ago
She knew you were in jeopardy
That you would reap what you sow
She sent an angel to watch over you
While I sat and took the piss
How I wish that I’d known then
It would all end like this
(Originally Posted 01.09.2019)
I’ll talk you through each step
He said
I’ll explain everything as we go
That’s not what concerns me
She said
It’s the resultant shame I need to forgo
Like Riding A Bike
It’s
not
that
I don’t
want
to
She
said
It’s
more
that
I don’t
know
how
Just
come a
little
closer
He
said
None
of
that
matters
now
(Originally Posted 05.08.2020)
How can I stop you feeling so sad
He said
Please,
Just tell me and I’ll do it
I don’t know where to start
She said
And if I did,
I wouldn’t put you through it
As you don’t seem
To get it
I’ll explain it again
Real quick
It wasn’t your love
I wanted
It was merely your
Conversation
Why
don’t
you
Swap
places
with me
Sink
to the
depths
That
I have
been
For
if you
suffered
The
way
I do
Perhaps
you’d
feel
The
same
way
too
In
amongst
all of
this
madnessHere
I stand
heart
tinged
with
sadness
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 