Because of how
It felt inside
I said I loved you
But I think I lied
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Because of how
It felt inside
I said I loved you
But I think I lied
What do you do
When you want to be touched
But you don’t really like
People very much
What do you do
When you want romance
But you’re in no way inclined
To give anyone a chance
Well, here’s what I do
I just stay in bed
And spend all day feeling
I’d be better off dead
All those worries
Doubts and fears
Washed away
Through a river
Of tears
It doesn’t matter
Who was right
Or who
Was fucking wrong
We both did
The worst
And equally
Got hurt
By stringing
Each other along
This should’ve been
About convenience
And not a true
Affair of the heart
But when you tell me lies
To my total surprise
It completely
Tears me apart
You can pull
Out all the stops
Call on every ploy
And device
But whatever the spiel
They will never feel
Exactly the same way,
Twice
I must not
Have learned
From my last mistake
As I gave him
My heart
On a plate
As the juice
Runs down
My fingers
Those feelings
Diffuse
Yet the malady
Lingers
Do you think
It helps
He said
Writing these wry
Little observations
Well, I would
Rather that
She said
Than suffer
Endless conversations
It never ceases to amaze me
How quickly the tears can flow
At some moment of nostalgia
Or sentimental TV show
I guess it’s just indicative
Of how most days I can deal
But just beneath the surface
Lurks a trauma yet to heal
I wrote to you
The other day
As I find the words
Too hard to say
So I thought a note
The best way to approach it
That is, of course,
If I ever post it
OK, OK
I’ll stay alive, today
But as for tomorrow
Well, who knows…
I think
I’ll freeze
To death today
It’s not like
I’ll feel it
Anyway
I know that it must seem
She said
Like I’m arrogant and self centered
But that’s not it at all
She said
I just write how I feel uncensored
I just don’t understand
He said
Why she would try to tear us apart
Because the cost of true love
She said
Is always someone else’s heart
The urge to bow out
With a bang
Has been never fucking ending
So let’s wait and see
Whether, tomorrow, said spree
Will be a killing or spending
The Spree
I’m
leaving
first
thing
in the
morning
And I’m
unsure
if I’ll
return
For I
have
so
many
scores
to settle
And a
shitload
of bridges
to burn
(Originally Posted 11.02.2020)
There are things
About that day
That out loud
I’ll never say
It’s bad enough
They’re in my head
I don’t need
To hear them said
Pulling The Plug
You did
it on
purpose,
didn’t
you?
Don’t
worry,
it
didn’t
show.
But
I knew
you
had
decided
It
was
time
for you
to go.
Xxx
(Originally Posted 09.02.2020)
Nothing makes you
Feel more alive
Than the sound
Of a lovers verse
But nothing will ever
Hurt you more
Than the sting
Of a lovers curse
Love(less)
I
really
do
love
you
She
said
But I
don’t
like
you
very
much
Your
words
leave
me
reeling
She
said
And
feeling
cold
to the
touch
(Originally Posted 06.02.2020)
If only I’d have listened
To people back in the day
Everyone who told me
This would end in disarray
Then I wouldn’t ever have known
Such misery and dismay
But I’d never have felt love either
And for that I was willing to pay
Mum Knows Best
Why
didn’t
you
follow
your
dreams?
She
said
Using
your
good
humour
and wit
Now
you’ve
got no
choice
She
said
But
to put
up with
his
bullshit
(Originally Posted 29.01.2020)
Most days the process is simple
Words flow as easy as the pain
But I feel so numb at times
That when it comes to rhymes
I doubt they will ever flow again
The Writer’s Anguish
I don’t
think
I have
anything
to say
Today
Perhaps
there
will be
more
sorrow
Tomorrow
So
I will
wait to
pick up
my pen
Then
For
I fear
I wouldn’t
even
know how
Now
(Originally Posted 25.01.2020)
“Watering down your pain so others feel less guilty is not being the ‘bigger person’.
It’s suppression. And it’s wrong.”
– Anon
Alhough we’ve never spoken
It’s still my daily treat
To remember that emotion
As our eyes shyly meet
After All
You
were
here
last
time
I
clearly
remember
your
smile
Perhaps
leaving
the
house
today
Might
yet
prove
to be
worthwhile
(Originally Posted 11.12.2019)
This type of positive sentiment
Is all well and good
But it’s of no use
When you cannot produce
The feelings others say you should
The (Not So) Funny Man
‘A day without laughter is a day wasted…’
Oh just fuck off Charlie,
Life’s far more complicated.
(Originally Posted 18.11.2019)
“What you really want is someone you can hang around with on a Sunday afternoon and watch a TV show with, and do nothing, and feel like it’s the most fun ever.”
– Aziz Ansari
Once, I thought
I had no choice
But my innermost feeling to hide
But now I know
That given room to grow
I can wear my scars with pride
Another Notch
A
little
nick
here
A
little
cut
there
It
doesn’t
hurt
anymore
Not
that
I’d
care…
(Originally Posted 19.09.2019)
This was so true
For much of that first year
In fact it’s only now
I have realised
How much his illness
And his death
Had left me
Paralysed
The Robbery
Your illness
robbed you
of your life
And it
robbed me
of my mind
Your death
still cuts me
like a knife
So now
to madness
I am inclined
(Originally Posted 01.09.2019)
Don’t get me wrong
It’ll take much more
Than just a smile
For my heart to thaw
But until such time
It doesn’t mean
That we can’t have fun
In between
Your Smile
Even
though
my
heart
Resides
in the
deep
freeze
Your
smile
has the
power
To make
me weak
at the
knees
(Originally Posted 27.08.2019)
Pretending I was fine
On that trip
Was just something
I needed to do
So I wiped my eyes
And stifled my cries
In the tent
Next door to you
Camping
The warmth of the sun on your face,
The anticipation of a road trip with friends,
The promise of tall tales around the campfire.
It’s the little things that bring the most joy.
(Originally Posted 28.06.2019)
Please do not look upon me
With your pity and dismay
For this last few years
Have taught me
Feelings aren’t shit anyway
Blackout
I
don’t
want
to feel
better
I
don’t
want
to feel
at all
(Originally Posted 21.04.2020)
I have killed us
Once before
And I will happily
Do it again
For I am
No longer
In love with you
In fact
We’re not even friends
They are all just scars,
Inked or otherwise.
I know
You know
I like you
But I know
You don’t know
How much
It’s not
That I didn’t
Consider
Your feelings
I just didn’t
Think about you
At all
Every time you send a pic
It breaks another piece of my heart
You’re having fun
And you deserve a ton
But it hurts that we’re so far apart
Listening to these old songs
How I wish I could go back
Maybe I’d make different choices
And life wouldn’t be so black
You said
You didn’t want me
So I had no choice
But to move on
If you’d made it clear
How you held me dear
Then your feelings
I wouldn’t have forgone
All that time
You never knew
How broken I was
Beneath the mask
And it wasn’t because
I didn’t tell you
You just never cared enough
To ask
Out walking alone
Serotonin in winter
Remains elusive
I’m finally closing the curtains
In the windows of my mind
Another bleeding heart
With wisdom left to impart
You will have to find
Come on then
Don’t keep us waiting
We want to see you bleed
To see others suffer
For their art
Is the validation we need
‘I sort of came to the conclusion that misery is the natural state.
And if you get two decent minutes a day then that’s alright.’
– Nicky Wire
So this is your birthday
I hope you have fun
Another year over
But you’re still a cunt
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 wake up one morning
and I’ll look at the wind
and I’ll see a song and music
Though I’ll feel nothing
and hear no tune
I’ll look behind me
and see poetry
– Anon
Words spill
Onto the page
Just like the blood
From my veins
In case you don’t come back
He said
You did really well today
Thank you very much
She said
But I don’t believe a word you say
I cry a lot more now
Even at the silliest thing
My therapist says it’s better
Than trying to keep it all in
You will never beat me,
So please don’t even try.
I could choose to hurt you,
To really make you cry.
But I’m the better person,
Of that I have no doubt.
So just carry on with your bullshit,
Because you’ll never drive me out.
(Originally Posted 02.06.2019)
Are
you
sure
we're
done
here
He
said
You've
got
nothing
more to
say?
Other
than
shove
those
candles
up your
arse
She
said
Happy
fucking
birthday!
You could just say how you feel
He said
Instead of sending me a song
But these folks are professionals
She said
And I’d only get it wrong
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
Did it ever occur to you
That I didn’t want you to know
What would you have done anyway
Other than used it as ammo
In this ridiculous war against me
That you felt the need to wage
Well I’m glad I never said a word
And from your battle disengaged
I don’t feel better
I haven’t forgotten
I’ve just stopped telling you
How I feel
Let us
roam
amongst
the
heather
Laugh
out loud
betwixt
the
blether
Kiss
amidst
this
stormy
weather
Until
we
come
undone
together
An artist for the ages
Your words leave me floored
What else is there to say?
Other than please, give me more
Loving
someone
is
painfulEspecially
when
they
can’t
love
you
backIf
only
there
was a
wayThose
feelings
to
allayWithout
the
need
for
Prozac
‘So drink, drink, drink and be ill tonight
From the one one you left behind…’
Sitting
here
with
nothing
to doAnd
yet my
mind is
crowdedThis
is when
things
go wrongWhen my
judgement
becomes
clouded
I
really
can’t
explain
itThis
feeling
I have
insideI
just
don’t
want
to be
hereAnd,
God
knows,
I’ve
tried
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