"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
At least when it all
Happened to me
I had what I’d call
The luxury
Of only having myself
To pull through this shit
And not have any kids
To help cope with it
Inconceivable
Mind
racing
Legs
pacing
Sheer
disbelief
At what
you’re
facing
(Originally Posted 12.02.2020)
It’s too long a story
To explain why
But I’ll stand by this
Until the day I die
Toxic
Blood
isn’t
thicker
Than
happiness
(Originally Posted 07.02.2020)
You’d love to think
You’re in my head
Day in and
Day out
But the truth is
For last few years
It’s been so easy
To block you out
My Truth
I wish
I could
say I was
sorry
I wish
I could
say that
I care
But
I’m
actually
not
And
I really
don’t
So to
lie
would
be unfair
(Originally Posted 04.02.2020)
Oh don’t get me wrong
Their tears will throng
As they stand forlornly
At your grave
But I’ll certainly know
That it’s all for show
As it’s just their face
They’re trying to save
Daughters
I am
so glad
You’re
not here
To
see
What
they’ve
become
Both
bitter and
twisted
Individuals
Who’ve
lost the
love
You
taught
them
(Originally Posted 01.02.2020)
I did everything
To please you
All I could
To win you round
Including
It seems
Ruining
My dreams
And running myself
Into the ground
Preferable
I’d
rather
sit
And
tear
out my
hair
Than
waste
another
minute
Hoping
you’d
care
(Originally Posted 26.01.2020)
Obviously I’m speaking
Metaphorically, of course
I wouldn’t want to hurt you
With any kind of violent force
But I don’t want to come to your party
I’ve no interest in being your friend
I just hoped you’d realise
That you’re so thouroughly despised
I never want to see you again
RSV P(iss Off)
What are you
inviting me for?
After all
this time
I was sure you
had eradicated me
From the
family line
Well, let me save
you the bother
I wouldn’t even
want to come
Not unless I’d
get two free shots
With a fucking
sawn off shot gun
(Originally Posted 15.01.2020)
A family now
Torn apart
Proved fertile ground
For my art
Finding Fault
All
you
do
He
said
Is
whine
and
moan
I’m
surprised
anyone
reads
this
pish
Well,
maybe
if you
She
said
Weren’t
such a
prick
My
words
wouldn’t
so easily
flourish
(Originally Posted 10.01.2021)
They say I’d maybe get further
If I lowered my tone a bit
But there’s no way of keeping quiet
About all of his bullshit
Screaming
I know that it seems
A little strange
And it’s hard
To confabulate
But please believe me
When I say
It’s how I best
Communicate
(Originally Posted 06.01.2022)
And as you get older
Little by little
You begin to realise
That shit’s cyclical
Wars Of Attrition
Some people stay together
And hate every second of it
But as they’re bound by tradition
They put up with each others shit
They’re worn down day after day
But are far too scared to leave
For of a life full of happiness
They cannot possibly conceive
(Originally Posted 06.01.2021)
To be honest
I always knew
Psychopathy
Was your main trait
It’s just a shame
That I played your game
Losing out
When it was too late
Psychopathic
Looking through old photos
It’s only now I’m struck
By how much your eyes
Betray your lies
And your smile is fake as fuck
(Originally Posted 29.12.2020)
Is that it now
He said
Have the bells rung out?
As 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 own
(Originally Posted 26.12.2020)
All those years
All those lists
When all I wanted
Was to eat and get pissed
Thoughtless
Not only is it the time of year for giving
But the time for receiving too
You’ve no idea how glad I am
There’s no more bullshit gifts from you
(Originally Posted 19.12.2020)
The worst part
About what happened
Is that your role
Is still unexamined
Capitulation
I’m
now
ready
to walk
away
As you’ve
made it
impossible
for me
to stay
All I
hope
is
that
one day
You
are as
unhappy
as I am
today
(Originally Posted 09.12.2019)
I think we both knew
Deep down
That she would soon
Become another
That you’d be left
A husband bereft
And your kids
Without their mother
Now I know
That she had longer
And to her death
You had all faced up
Still it pains me so much
To see you
In the Under 50’s
Widow’s club
The News Nobody Wants
I hope
it all
goes well
today
I hope
with
all my
heart
For I
couldn’t
bear
for you
To live
as I
now do
And
have
your lives
torn apart
(Originally Posted 28.11.2019)
I used to care
About the truth
That the world should know
About my abuse
But I’m a better person now
Than those liars and frauds
So I’ll happily stay quiet
About my in laws
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
(Originally Posted 17.09.2020)
I can actually remember this
Like it was yesterday
That night when I
Had had enough
And finally walked away
A New Dawn
Everything
changed
when I
walked out
of there
The feel of
the breeze
and the
warmth
of the air
For once
in my life
I just
stopped
fighting
And I
suddenly
found life
much more
inviting
(Originally Posted 17.09.2019)
If death teaches you anything
It’s the importantance of a will
As without such frugality
You’ll find that your family
Will be arguing, still
Around The Corner
It’s
true
that
life
is
short
But
for
some
it’s
shorter
still
They
never
even
see
it
coming
Let
alone
have
made
a
will
(Originally Posted 11.09.2020)
I know how I can come across
Yet I am actually quite forgiving
But there are some for who
Bile I will spew
Every day that I am living
Et Tu, Brute?
Out of
everyone
it could
have been
I didn’t
expect
it to
be you
I thought
you’d side
with me
forever
Not be
first
in the
queue
(Originally Posted 27.03.2020)
You were hurt
And so was I
Not that it’s a competition
But if it was
Then rest assured
You could never beat my position
Just because
What doesn’t kill me
Apparently
Makes me stronger
Doesn’t give you
An excuse
To hurt me
Any longer
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
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
I couldn’t care
Any less
If you cared
Any more
For nothing now
Can stop me
From walking
Out this door
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I may very well
Have been a cunt
But so, my dear, have you
Plus the grief
Of their families
Too
You can shove
Your sorrys
Up your arse,
Boris
As this buck stops
With you
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
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