Tongue Tied

If I had the words

I would speak them

But you were lucky

I did not

It will always be

My deepest regret

I never gave

As much as I got

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

Bloodbath

I didn’t ask for your opinion

In fact you’ve got a cheek

Now kindly piss off

You supercilious toff

Or I’ll knock you into next week

Ode To A Cockroach

You have no heart

You have no soul

Just crawl back

Into whatever hole

You came from

And die, motherfucker, die

(Originally Posted 03.08.2019)

‘Until The End…’

We can 
never
let
ourselves
forget

She
said

That
the
worst
is often
yet to
come

For
crying
out
loud

He
said

How
fucking
long

Are
you
going
to
bang
this
drum?

Punishment

You’d never burn in hell

Would you?

You’re far too cool for that

Shame, really

As it’s all you deserve

For being such a twat

The High Road

You can fuck off now

I’ve had enough

I no longer care

For this selfish stuff

But you should know

And I mean to be blunt

Maybe I wasn’t always right

But you were always a cunt

Move Over Tony Soprano

If we
went
down
to the
woods
today

There
would
be no
big
surprise

For
you
and
I know

With
just
one
blow

I’d
leave
you
bleeding
between
the eyes

Masterplan

The
candle
grows
dimmer

As my
patience
wears
thinner

Whilst
I wait
for the
steel
to bolt

My
temper
a simmer

As
you
think
you’re
the
winner

Yet I
plan my
peasants’
revolt

The Challenge

Go
on
then

Take
your
cheap
shots

You
fucking
one
hit
wonder

We’ll
soon
see

If
it’s
you
or
me

That
ends
up
six
feet
under

Stale

He
reaches
over for
my hand

Thinking
that
I’ll
understand

But
I don’t

He’s
hoping
that
I will
be grand

Living
in this
no man’s
land

But
I won’t

Staid

Is
that
it
now

Are
we
finally
done?

As I
would
like
to go
out
now

And
have
a bit
of
fun

One Way Ticket

What
will
it
cost

To
see
you
off

And
for
you
never

To
return

Whatever
it is

I’ll
take
that
hit

For
a life

Without
concern

Male Bosses

If
your
decision
is already
made

Why
are
you
asking
me?

Just
take
your
patronising
questions

And stay
the fuck
away
from
me

On (A) High

I
hope
you
will
remember

The
next
time
you
are
sad

I
could
have
been
there
for you

But
you
blew
each
chance
you had

So
now
you
will
find
me

Sitting
in my
ivory
tower
instead

Eating
strawberries
and
glugging
champagne

From
the
comfort
of my
bed

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