I'm feeling down
And full of dread
I can't come in
I'm staying in bed
Peachy
As the juice
Runs down
My fingers
Those feelings
Diffuse
Yet the malady
Lingers
Is It Really The Kindest Thing?
The worst is when
All hope is gone
And you know that they
Can’t carry on
When the end is coming
At them hard
And all that’s left
Is wounds and scars
That’s when you wish
They could call it a day
Instead of just watching
Them waste away
Hospital Food
You think you get it
But you never could
Because at his bedside
You never stood
All That Study, And For What?
I’ve seen so many
Of them now
You’d think one
Would’ve broken through
But not one
Of their degrees
Has helped cure
My disease
Or informed me
Of what to do
The Trick Cyclist
I’d
like to
cancel my
appointment
I don’t
want
to see
you today
What’s
the point
in getting
out of bed
When
you can’t
help me
anyway?
(Originally Posted 25.02.2020)
Mind Games
It’s only when
The meds kick in
That you realise
The truth
The only person
On that ward
Being fooled
Was you
Psych Ward 101
Just keep calm
Don’t let them see
They’ll leave you alone
If you just agree
(Originally Posted 22.01.2021)
Jusqu’à La Fin
I still loved you
Down to your bones
Even without
Those dulcet tones
Xxx
Robbed
I wish
you
could
have
spoken
Right
at
the
very
end
I’ll
miss
that
sound
forever
The
voice
of my
best
friend
(Originally Posted 03.01.2020)
One In Four
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’d Never See You Again
If I revealed
The truth about me
It would shatter the illusion
Now, I know you’d say
You wouldn’t care anyway
But I couldn’t deal with the conclusion
For Our Own Good
You never
see the
worst of
my illness
because
I hide it
from you
For you
to know
the truth
about me
would
completely
tear me
in two
So I’ll
paint
on a
smile and
pretend
that I’m
fine
For
doing so
protects
both
your
sanity
and mine
(Originally Posted 25.10.2019)
Fuck Cancer
I will keep saying it
Until I am blue in the face
That I was effectively widowed
At thirty eight years old
Is an absolute fucking disgrace
Leaving
Now it’s
time
for me
leave
Please
don’t
make a
fuss
It’s not
the end
of the
world
It’s
just
the end
of us
(Originally Posted 08.10.2019)
Taking Back Control
I know what you did
That day
How you made sure
Your pain
Stopped
Were You Afraid Of Dying?
It
was
awful
to see
you
waste
away
Neither
of us
knowing
why
Now
my
only
hope
Is
you
are
smoking
dope
At
that
great
gig in
the
sky
Xxx
(Originally Posted 07.09.2020)
Died
And
then
He
did
Duped
You
must
never
leave
me
She
said
For
I
would
fall
apart
I’ll
stay
with
you
forever
He
said
I could
never
break
your
heart
(Originally Posted 08.06.2020)
‘I’ll Take All The Blame’
Not only did I fail myself
But I also failed you too
I hope one day
You’ll forgive me
For everything I didn’t do
Xxx
Failure
I pride myself on my planning
I write lists day after day
I schedule my time wisely
So that nothing gets in the way
I prepare for every eventuality
Without a pause for breath
But the one thing I didn’t account for
Was your untimely death
Xxx
(Originally Posted 10.05.2021)
A Full Refund
Once upon a time
When I was ill
I truly believed
That this was it
I couldn’t see
Anything else for me
But another day
Drowning in shit
But now life is better
I have found
And I can finally
See a plan
So it is time
To return that rope
As quickly
As I can
Back To The Day You Died
Things are fine
Most of the time
I quite forget
That you even got ill
But then I’ll drink wine
And from nowhere, time
Once again
Stands still
Xxx
An Unnatural Order
You were always going to die
Before me
We were resigned to that fate
But it shouldn’t have been
When you were forty five
And I was thirty eight
Xxx
Tiredness
I already want to go back to sleep
And I haven’t even woken up yet
(Originally Posted 08.04.2019)
All The 8’s
And so it begins
The incessant counting
The overthinking
The fear mounting
That impending doom
Will certainly strike
If I do not get
This pattern right
Hallmark Verse
Rest in power
Rest in peace
For at least now
Your pain has ceased
Xxx
Random #37
‘So drink, drink, drink and be ill tonight
From the one one you left behind…’
Troubled
Staying
up
late
againSitting
here
all
aloneUnable to
shake this
creeping
feelingThat
I really
should
have
known
Vital Signs
Surrounded
by death is
particularly
unpleasantEspecially
as not
everyone
makes it
to heaven
A Missed Opportunity
So it
seems
he has
lucked
outHe’s
put
up a
decent
frontI
guess
now
he’ll
revert
to beingA
misogynistic
cunt
Bad News
The
wait
is
almost
worse
than
the
call
itself
Around The Corner
It’s
true
that
life
is
shortBut
for
some
it’s
shorter
stillThey
never
even
see
it
comingLet
alone
have
made
a
will
Were You Afraid Of Dying?
It
was
awful
to see
you
waste
awayNeither
of us
knowing
whyNow
my
only
hopeIs
you
are
smoking
dopeAt
that
great
gig in
the
skyXxx
A (Pathetic) (Part Two)
What
is
wrong
with
you
He
said
Why
can’t
you
just
try
your
best?
I
honestly
don’t
know
She
said
It’s
an
illness,
I guess
Handover
You’ll
never
copeShe
saidWhen
this
happens
to youI
knowHe
saidI’m
dreading
it too
(In) Competent
Out
of
all
the
thingsI
can
say
or
doWhat
hurts
me
the
mostIs
that
I couldn’t
save
youXxx
‘Not Another Day…’
Another
day
Another
pill
Will
this
one
make
me
Feel
less
ill?
Their Last Day
It is
still
fucking
horrific
Even
though
it is
expected
Nothing
ever
prepares
you
For
feeling
that
dejected
Alone
It’s
just
fear
That’s
all
it
is
That
when
push
comes
to
shove
It’ll
all
end
like
this
Torment
My
chest
tightens
As my
eyes
swell
At yet
another
day
Burning
in
hell
Surreal
It is
just so
unbelievableThat things
have come
to thisWho or
what will
save us?As we
stare into
the abyss…
Rebel Without A Clue
Never
have
you
gone
out
more
now
you’ve
been
told
to
stay
in
Leaving
it
to
fate
alone
to
test
the
theory
that
fools
never
win
Virulent
Whilst
social
distancingAnd just
about
subsistingTo what
we are
witnessingThere is
no point
resisting
I’m Here All Day…
I’ve
slept
most
of the
night
tonight
And I
haven’t
yet
got
out
of bed
I wish
I could
say
I am
ill or
something
But
it’s
actually
just
apathy
instead
Recouperation
There’s
nothing
like
being
looked
after
By
those
who
love
you
the
most
There’s
nothing
more
nourishing
than
laughter
And
being
brought
rounds of
hot buttered
toast
Earthquakes
I’m
surprised
you are
coping
so well
Given
all
that
has
happened
I
felt
like my
world had
fallen in
And
that
my life
had been
flattened
Not A Brain Cell To Rub Together (AKA Anti-Vaxxers)
Just
Shut
Up
You
Stupid
Cunts
St Valentine’s Rebuke
It’s that
time of
year
again,When
love
is in
the air.But so is
chicken pox,
TB and flu,
you moron.So please
take your
bullshit
elsewhere.
Every Four Minutes
I’m
glad
you’ve
got the
all clear
I
really
am
happy
for you
I just
wish
with
all my
heart
That
he’d got
good
news
too
Inconceivable
Mind
racing
Legs
pacing
All in
disbelief
At what
you’re facing
Pulling The Plug
You did
it on
purpose,
didn’t
you?
Don’t
worry,
it
didn’t
show.
But I
knew
you
had
decided,
That
it was
time
for you
to go.
Xxx
With Me
Your
words
tattooed
on my
brainForever
Reminders
of how
we faced
that
painTogether
I Wish I Could
I wish
I could
have made
you better
I wish
I could
have made
it go away
I wish
I could
have taken
the pressure
I wish
I could
have made
you stay
Shouting Skywards
Life is
just so
cruel
at timesIt
makes
me want
to shoutFor if
there is
a God
up thereWhat the
fuck is
all this
about?!
Robbed
I wish
we
could
have
spokenRight
at
the
very
endI’ll
miss
your
voice
foreverThe
sound
of my
best
friend
Brutal Honesty
I wish
I could
take your
pain awayTell
you that
everything
will be okayBut
I know
the truthThey
don’t
get
betterAnd
then
what
you had
is lostForever
Utterly Helpless
I really wish
that I could do more
Like pick you up
from the bathroom floor
Hug you when
your heart is breaking
And give you comfort
when your bones are aching
But for as much as
your pain to me is known
This is a journey
you must walk alone
Cancer
It was
all just
so fucking
unfairYou were
taken from
me without
a careWith what
seemed like
no time at
all to prepareWe had no
choice but
our souls
to bareXxx
The News Nobody Wants
I hope it
all goes
well
todayI hope
with
all my
heartI just
couldn’t
bear it
if youHad to
live the
way I
now doAnd for
your lives
to be torn
apart
A Different Coat
I cried for
hours this
morning
I found your
notebook in
my pocket
Now I’ve
started to
read it
I don’t
know how
to stop it
For Our Own Good
You never
see the
worst of
my illness
because
I hide it
from you
For you
to know
the truth
about me
would just
tear me
in two
So I’ll
paint
on a
smile and
pretend
that I’m
fine
For
doing so
protects
both
your
sanity
and mine
Run Like The Wind
After
every
high
There is
the inevitable
low
And she’s coming
for me again,
I know
I feel her
getting closer
and closer each day
And this time
she’s going
to make me pay
The Robbery
Your illness
robbed you
of your lifeAnd it
robbed me
of my mindYour death
still cuts me
like a knifeSo to
madness I’m
now inclined
Incurable
Grief is like
an incurable
disease.Taunting
your
thoughts.Decimating
your
desire.Liquidating
your
love.
Living with Hypochondria
There is something wrong with me.
I just know it.
I don't feel right.
I haven't for sometime now.
I don't know what it is.
I get headaches.
Crushing, pounding headaches.
Cannot finish cigarettes,
because of the headaches.
I'm always itching,
Skin crawling.
Can't stay in one position for too long,
as my bones ache.
Sickness burns in my stomach,
constantly queasy.
My sleep patterns are disturbed.
I have bruises on my arms and legs,
Lumps and bumps everywhere.
I feel dizzy all the time,
Stumbling when I walk.
I cannot concentrate my mind.
My own wheeze wakes me up.
There is something wrong with me.
I just know it.
I don't feel right.
I haven't for sometime now.
I don't know what it is.
But there's no way I can see a doctor.
I'm too scared for that.
They might just confirm I'm really ill,
after all...
Mild Peril
I trace those old scars with my finger
I remember the fleeting pain
And the lasting relief
I never told anyone
I hope I'm not about to re-open old wounds
Literally