It is 3am now
And I’ve run out of gin
So you can either
Turn your music off
Or just invite me in
Losing The Plot
If only this was a movie
One where the good guy wins
I wouldn’t be sitting here, alone,
Knocking back the gins
The Darkness
The darker nights
Are drawing in,
Not least those
In my heart.
I should stop
Drinking bathtub gin,
Now that would
Be a start.
(Originally Posted 09.04.2019)
Mother’s Ruin
As
the rot
starts
to set
in
I
pour
myself
another
gin
To
silence
the pain
in my
head
As
the
thoughts
seem to
shift
My
mood
starts
to
lift
And
I can
finally
get out
of bed
Bottleneck
Fill it
up to
the top
So that
I can
drink
again
I want to
feel the
pleasure
And to
forget
the pain
The Trouble With Juniper
Nobody
knows
the
trouble
I’ve seen
The loves
and the
losses and
everything
in-between
On one
too many
gin bottles
I have
relied
To keep
all of my
secrets
hidden
inside
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 