"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Don’t think you can come
Crawling back now
Acting all innocent
And holier than thou
You and I both know
What you did back then
And why, in effect,
I’d wring your neck
Time and time again
Let It Burn
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
(Originally Posted 24.02.2022)
Well I know exactly
What I think of you
All blotchy and balding
At forty two
Now I’m glad we split
At our old school gates
Back when I was seven
And you were eight
High School Reunions
I
wonder
what
You’d
think
of me
now
Fat,
forty
and
fucked
Would
you
still
love me
forever
Want
to be
together
whatever
Or be
thankful
for the
life
you
ducked
(Originally Posted 10.11.2020)
Nothing prepares them
For what’s to come
The devastation
And then some
All I can say
As I watch them have fun
Is just be there for them
When they are done
Piercing
It looks
like this
situation
I may have
misjudged
As not
once did I
think it
would hurt
this much
(Originally Posted 09.09.2019)
You may have saved me on occasion
But you have betrayed me too
So don’t make out you’re innocent
From what you’ve made me do
I looked you up online
Last night
And was disappointed
With what I found
It seems first loves
Almost certainly are
Best left
In the playground
You can sit there all you want
My friend
Picking at your thumbs
But you and I know
How this will end
When the day of reckoning comes
When
I picture
my
youth
I see
you
and
me
Sitting
beneath
that old
oak tree
You
reading
a book
My
head
on your
shoulder
Both
of us
hoping
The
other
is
bolder
If
only
I
could
make
you
see
That
it is
you
who
keeps
the
key
Oh
how
much
fun
it
could
be
Finding
ways
to
make
us
both
happy
We
should
do this
more
often
She
said
You
really
are so
sweet
I
love
it when
you
soften
He
said
It
makes
me feel
complete
I can’t
think of
anything
more
exciting
Than
sitting
under
subdued
lighting
With
your
lips
pressed
to mine
That
feeling
divine
Now,
doesn’t
that
sound
inviting?
It’s a
shame
you’ve
used him
as a
weapon
As a way
for your
feelings
of guilt
to lessen
But
it’s me,
you’ll
find,
that
he will
seek
When
he finally
understands
your
cruel
streak
Your
innocence
is appealing
But my
patience
is deceiving
Your
kindness
is relieving
But my
cynicism
is unyielding
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 