Suggestions on what
To do and not
Believe me,
I’ve had a billion
But remember that
What you state as fact
Is just
Your fucking opinion
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Suggestions on what
To do and not
Believe me,
I’ve had a billion
But remember that
What you state as fact
Is just
Your fucking opinion
In amongst
All the bullshit
There’s one thing
That’s still true
I might scream and curse
And make matters worse
But I’ll never be a cunt
Like you
I hope
You’re sleeping soundly
All tucked up
In your bed
I hope that guilt
Isn’t shouting too loudly
Inside your pretty
Little head
I hope
You’re remembering proudly
All those actions
That you took
And I hope
You’re realising quite roundly
How I no longer
Give a fuck
I didn’t tell you
All back then
So don’t think
That I’ll talk now
Just because
You’ve changed your tune
Doesn’t mean
You’ve won me round
She has long been
The target
For all of my insults
And slurs
But your fakery
Fucking disgusts me
Almost as much
As hers
Celebrity Suicide Breeds Public Dishonesty
So you can
empathise
with her
Someone
you only
saw on TV?
But when
my shit hit
the fan
You couldn’t
sympathise
with me?
Well fuck your
social media
petition
And your
boycott of
that rag
Why not look
a little closer
to home?
You
disingenuous
old hag
(Originally Posted 16.02.2020)
How funny it was to read this
It’s almost prophetic in a way
As I hadn’t actually bumped into her
When I wrote this back in the day
This was actually what I hoped I’d do
If such a meeting ever arose
How I wouldn’t even acknowledge her
If we were to be up close
I had no real way of knowing
If I was capable of such a thing
As I might’ve just ran and hid
From the sight of her shit eating grin
But as it is I needn’t have worried
As I saw her just last week
In the most utterly random encounter
That you could ever wish seek
And I did, indeed, just saunter by
Leaving her mealy mouth struck dumb
Whereas I walked away both victorious
And comfortably numb
Getting Better At Caring Less
I walked
past you
today
And didn’t
even turn
my head
I just
quietly
sauntered
by
And felt
nothing
for you
instead
(Originally Posted 17.12.2019)
I hope you’re feeling
The cold up there
On what you think
Is the moral high ground
Sad, lonely
And freezing to death
While I’m down here
Safe and sound
Toy Soldiers
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, just disengaged
(Originally Posted 17.12.2020)
I remember
When I heard this
Oh how I laughed
And laughed
To know that finally,
And rightfully,
You have fallen on your ass
Music To My Ears
So I’ve heard that you
Are starting to feel
Like you’re reaping
What you sowed
Well all I can say
Is poor, poor you
I hope your pain
Has overflowed
As I, for one,
Cannot express
Just how happy
I am to know
That perhaps now you
Can comprehend
How it feels
To be alone
(Originally Posted 08.12.2020)
It was definitely you
I saw tonight
And I’ll admit
I took great delight
In walking by
Without a care
Just a smug little smile
And my nose in the air
Arm in arm
With my actual friends
As they’re all I need
In the end
At A Glance
If it
was you
I saw
in that
doorway
tonight
I hope
my presence
gave
you a
fright
And you
realise
now
that
I’m
happy
And
that it’s
just you
I don’t
want
to see
(Originally Posted 16.11.2019)
You will reap
What you sow
Isn’t that what they say?
Well if that’s true
Then I promise you
There’s a fucking whirlwind
On the way
Penance
You’ll probably never see me again
And I’m quite happy with that
As it’s the very least you deserve
For being such an obnoxious twat
(Originally Posted 10.11.2019)
After all that you
Put me through
You think a sorry will suffice
You’ve got no clue
Of what you’d need to do
For me to even think about playing nice
There’s No Excuse
It
didn’t
mean
a thing
back
then
And
it
certainly
doesn’t
now
So
you can
shove
your
apology
Up
your
arse
You
spiteful
little
cow
(Originally Posted 03/11/2020)
This is what, ultimately,
Was the cause of it all
When he’d reached the end
And I needed a friend
It wasn’t her I wanted to call
Not Everybody Hurts The Same
Privacy
is not
allowed,
it seems
When
you’re
trying
to grieve
People
get pissed
off,
it seems
If you don’t
wear your
heart on
your sleeve
(Originally Posted 03.11.2019)
She’s still out there
Or so I’ve heard
Badmouthing me
To her adoring herd
Never recounting her part
In what happened with us
Preferring, as ever, to throw me
Under the bus
Bitter
Tell all
the lies
about me
you like
Spin your
twisted
tales
of spite
But half
truths won’t
make people
like you
And they
certainly
don’t make
you right
(Originally Posted 18.10.2019)
You say I only call you
When I am feeling depressed
But from my point of view
What is actually true
Is you just don’t care about the rest
‘Call Me Anytime’
When
I need
you
You’re
never
there
It
hurts,
you
know
That
you
don’t
care
(Originally Posted 10.10.2020)
It was you
Who kicked
This hornet’s nest
So don’t cry
Now you’ve
Got stung
Radio Silence
It’s
not
that I’ll
never
call
you my
friend
It’s
just
that I’ll
never
call
you
again
(Originally Posted 31.08.2019)
I will never answer
To you again
As what you called banter
I call pain
Sylvia’s Sister
Maybe I’ll drink until I’m sick
Maybe I’ll dance like a prick
Maybe I’ll smoke ten to the dozen
Maybe I’ll put my head in the oven
Either way one thing is true
It has got fuck all to do with you
(Originally Posted 14.08.2020)
When asked to describe
The best day of your life
I’m sure you’ve got many replies
When you got married,
The birth of your kids
Or some such equally befitting prize
Well I know that for me
It was when I chose to be free
And told those fuckers I’d never be back
And ever since that time
I’ve been on cloud nine
With no fear of that panic attack
Family Dinners
Can I be arsed with this?
No.
Do I still have to go?
Yes.
Fuck.
(Originally Posted 14.07.2019)
It wouldn’t matter if you said sorry
Or tried hard to make amends
For we may always be
Family
But we’ll never again be friends
The Call That Never Comes (Not That I’d Answer If It Did)
I’m
sorry
for
what
I did
I’m
sorry
for
what
I said
I’ve
been
an
utter
arsehole
Given
that
he
is
dead
(Originally Posted 27.06.2020)
That day you decided
To take it all from me
Yet all you actually provided
Was the route to set me free
You Know Nothing
I do not want your pity
Your sympathy is of no use
I care nothing for your tears
As your grief is just an excuse
(Originally Posted 29.05.2019)
I remember the inspiration
For this one
It was based on
A session I’d had
With a particularly
Shitty therapist
Back when I
Was clinically mad
He said my struggles
Were my own fault
And to get better
I ‘must try harder’
Yet I was the one
Who apologised to him
Like I was forced to
With my father
I’ve realised since
That I’d been conditioned
To seek out
The approval of men
To say sorry
For my shortcomings
To promise never
To do it again
But I
Am getting older now
And I can feel
The strength in myself
So all those men
Who have fucked me over
Can go and rot
In hell
Must Try Harder
You must try harder, he says
Harder to smile
Harder to laugh
Harder to forgive
Harder to forget
Harder to live again
Harder to love again
You must try harder, he says
I can’t, she whispers
I’m sorry
(Originally Posted 24.03.2019)
I never did thank you
For teaching me
How to respond
To insincerity
I have never been happier
Than the day I realised
That sealing up
Your crypt for good
Meant you would die inside
Grief Vampire
Paltry, trite sentiment
Faux hurt and pain
Superficial, artificial compassion
Feigned sadness and tears
You’ve got no fucking idea
How this really feels
Just piss off back to your crypt
And leave me in peace
(Originally Posted 15.03.2019)
Although I sit here alone
Devoid of all mirth
I may well be full of wine
But I still know my worth
Call yourself a friend
When you left me here alone
When you couldn’t even be bothered
To visit or lift the phone
Call yourself a friend
When you all you did was make me frown
When you were only happy
If you were putting me down
Call yourself a friend
When you never gave me any advice
Well I know what I’d call you
And it isn’t very nice
I’d rather watch them burn
Than see them in your hands
How you even think
You could ever lay claim
I will never understand
If you can jeer a man
For the colour of his skin
You have no right to cheer
When his goal goes in
Forgive and forget
That’s what they say
Be the bigger person
Just walk away
Well I must be cut
From a different cloth
For I’ll never tire
Of unleashing my wroth
‘Buddy, I’m still alive…’
You were just pissed off
That he never wanted a place
You never really understood
What he was trying to embrace
That’s why you weren’t involved
And the reason we no longer speak
I’m just glad he wasn’t around
To see the damage you would wreak
Fuck you death
She said
You really don’t scare me
That’s what you all say
He said
But through your lies I see
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!
I keep thinking I’ve forgotten something.
And I have.
You.
(Originally Posted 23.05.2019)
You come for me again
My friend
And events will turn apace
Your head will spin
As that shit eating grin
Is wiped right off your face
You’ll say you miss him terribly
As you bleat and cry and whine
But all I’ll remember is when
You couldn’t stand to be near him then
Even half the fucking time
So
this
was
always
the plan
then,
was it?
To
spend
my life
all on
my own
Well
you can
fuck
your
destiny
bullshit,
my friend
Put
that
on my
gravestone
Get to fuck
You piece of shit
I will not stand
For any more pish
You think you’re it
But it’s just a front
You’re nothing more
Than a self serving cunt
I
love
that
you
think
I’m
listening
To
all
this
bullshit
you
spout
When
all
I see
is your
forehead
glistening
And
the
spittle
fly
from
your
mouth
Remember
When you said
You’d never leave me
And you lied?
Well,
Fuck you
If
you
weep
a little
louder
They
might
hear
you
at the
back
Just
don’t
expect
that
I’ll
listen
As
on me
your
tears
fall
flat
Continue to enjoy
Your sweet little lives
And act as you see fit
I’m just relieved
I no longer suffer
The toxicity that lies
Beneath it
I’m
sorry
for
what
I did
I’m
sorry
for
what
I said
I’ve
been
an
utter
arsehole
Given
that
he
is
dead
Whoever
told
me to
forgive
you was
wrong
There’s
no way
we can
ever
get
along
For
you
are
just a
loathsome
swine
Who’s
not worth
another
second
of my
time
Give
me a
thumbs
up
And
I’ll
give
you
two
All
whilst
silently
Whispering
fuck
you
Carry on ‘studying’
For your Mickey Mouse degree
But just know whatever happens
You’ll never be better than me
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
perhaps
now
you’ll
learn
It would have been quite easy
Had you wanted to commit
To just imagine for a second
What it’s like to go through it
But in the end you chose not to
Which leads me to be blunt
Because of the things you did not do
You really are a cunt
You
lied
When
you
said
you
understood
So
you
are
denied
Any
chance
to make
good
I
won’t
forgive
And I
can’t
forget
You
maybe
can
But
I’m not
there yet
You
are
nothing
like
me
So
don’t
pretend
you
are
You’re
just a
mother
fucking
wannabe
Who
took
things
way
too
far
What
else
did
you
lose
She
asked
On
the
day
he
died?
All
the
love
and
respect
I
once
had
for
you
She
bitterly
replied
Not
even a
worldwide
pandemic
Is
enough
to make
you see
That what
happened
to us was
your fault
And you
should
apologise
to me
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
Well done you.
Seriously.
I really am
so pleased.
That’s another
innocent person,
you have brought
to their knees.
You’ve achieved
legendary status,
To that we
can all attest.
For when it comes
to fucking people up,
You really are
the best.
Seriously
What do you
want from me?
Why can’t you
just let me go?
Don’t you think
I’ve got enough
to deal with
Without your
tales of woe?
Please don’t pity me,
As I’m ok by myself.
I’ve got a set of ladders to reach,
A saucepan from the shelf.
I don’t need anyone to catch a spider,
I can open my own jars.
I can brew my own keg of cider,
I can order my own food in bars.
So please don’t pity me,
As I’m ok by myself.
In fact I choose to be single now,
For the goodness of my health.
Spread
all the
lies
And
bullshit
you want
But it’ll
always
be you
That
acted like
a cunt
Fuck you.
And the horse you rode in on.
Fuck you,
cruel world,
fuck youNo-one
deserves
this shit
What’s
the
point
in all
of
this?Of me
putting
up
with
your
bullshit?Well
I’m
giving up,
I’m
letting
it goBut I’ll
always be
the better
person,
just so
you know
Tell all
the lies
about me
you like
Spin your
twisted
tales
of spite
But half
truths won’t
make people
like you
And they
certainly
don’t make
you right
Fuck you,
And your pathetic little smile.
Fuck you,
And your poisonous bile.
Fuck you,
And your disingenuous chatter.
Fuck you,
For you no longer matter.
At all,
To me.
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