"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
It’s not that I’m inconsiderate
Or incapable of being kind
But when I’m surrounded by idiots
I just have to speak my mind
Never A Truer Word (Unspoken)
“If you haven’t got anything nice to say,
Don’t say anything at all.”
*Silence*
(Originally Posted 15.02.2020)
Conversation should be encouraged
As healthy discourse can be great
But when you’re asked to provide
Basic human rights
It should never be a debate
Impasse
How
can
we
ever
put
things
right?
When
you
won’t
accept
you’re
wrong?
(Originally Posted 23.11.2019)
“Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.”
– Aldous Huxley
For Sale
Your house isn’t the problem.
You are.
(Originally Posted 30.09.2020)
If our case was
To be heard again
In any court of law
You know it would end
With your actions condemned
And you locked behind this door
At Her Majesty’s Pleasure
You were keen to kidnap my kindness.
Happy to hijack hope from my heart.
You smiled whilst you stole my soul,
and laughed as you looted the love from my life.
So why am I the one who is sentenced to this life of solitude,
And you are strolling around out there scot-free?
(Originally Posted 07.07.2019)
You may look remorseful now
And you may appear contrite
But let’s see how you act
When I tell them the fact
You nearly killed me that night
On Borrowed Time
You can sit there all you want
My friend
Picking at your thumbs
But you and I know
How this will end
When the day of reckoning comes
(Originally Posted 01.06.2021)
I’d never use that word lightly
Or just for its shock value
In fact, I only ever use it rightly
And that’s when I’m describing you
Dumped
All
those
times
I was
there
for
you
I
never
asked
for a
thing
in return
Well
you’re
on your
own
You
self
righteous
cunt
So
now
perhaps
you’ll
learn
(Originally Posted 22.05.2020)
Don’t stop me now
I’m on a roll
Saying my piece
Letting it all go
It was you who did this to us
You see
You are the arsehole here
Not me
It was only
When I stopped
Keeping the peace
With those around me
That I finally
Found my peace
Within
From all the articles I’ve found
And the many tips I’ve read
There’s no plan of attack
To win your lover back
When he is cold and dead
Ultimately,
You’ll find,
None of this shit matters.
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
Down a shot
Smoke a blunt
Either way
You’re still a cunt
I’ll keep my own counsel
As they say
And I won’t say a word
Until, that is,
He comes to find me
Then I’ll make sure my voice is heard
So with one tiny needle today
And another still to follow
The future, all of a sudden, starts to look
Just that little bit less hollow
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 