Peace Time

I have no interest in going back

Or to stroll down memory lane

I just want this war to end

And to move on from all this pain

Uncovered

All that time

I blamed myself

When you were the one who lied

You have no idea

How much I wish

It wasn’t him, but you, who died

Freedom

I couldn’t care

Any less

If you cared

Any more

For nothing now

Can stop me

From walking

Out this door

Biding My Time

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

Poles Apart

I still cry myself to sleep

Not that you’d know

You selfish creep

You think because

We all lost him

That we both feel the same

But you’ve really got

No fucking clue

How I live each day in pain

‘Glad All Over’

I’m glad you’ve had

A good few days

I’m glad they were

‘The best’

I am also glad

You were nowhere near me

For that alone

I am blessed

The Ballad Of Boxing Day

Is that it now

He said

Have the bells rung out?

I cannot eat another sprout

Oh shut your face

She said

All you’ve done is moan

You’ll be spending next year

On your fucking own

The Silver Medal

This
was
hardly
a fair
fight

And
we
both
know
who
rightfully
won

Yet
I’ll
step
graciously
aside
for
you

As
one
day
the
truth
will
come

Little Sister

I am not
who you
think I am

So please
don’t look
up to me

If you
only knew
the truth

You’d cut
down our
family tree

That’s Enough

I’ve got
nothing
more to
say to you

So please
just
leave me
alone

You don’t
deserve
anything
from me

For every
chance
you have
blown

My Truth

I wish I
could say
I was sorry

I wish
I could
say I care

But I’m
actually
not

And I
really
don’t

So to lie
would
be unfair

Daughters

I’m so
glad that
you’re no
longer here

To see
what
they’ve
become

Both
bitter and
twisted
individuals

Who’ve
lost the
love you
taught them

Disruption

For a moment
there I was
feeling good

Living my
life the way
I should

And then you
wander back
into my mind

And all sense
of peace is
left behind

The Narcissist

Words
can
never do
justice

To the
utter
hatred
I feel

For all
the pain
you’ve
caused me

For these
wounds
that will
not heal

You are
just
utterly
contemptible

Truly
bitter
and
twisted

To try to
make amends
now is
lamentable

As from
now on
you never
existed

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