I went out a lot
In twenty nineteen
To live,
To laugh,
And to everything in-between
The Shot Glass
Drink,
drink,
and drink
again.
You know
that I’m
your only
friend.
(Originally Posted 25.09.2019)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I went out a lot
In twenty nineteen
To live,
To laugh,
And to everything in-between
The Shot Glass
Drink,
drink,
and drink
again.
You know
that I’m
your only
friend.
(Originally Posted 25.09.2019)
I don’t remember where this was
Or which comedian I was bashing
But I hope they could see
It wasn’t them, but me
That was the reason I wasn’t laughing
Row 3 Seat 5
I don’t know
who said you
were funny
But I think
you’re pretty
witless
This really
wasn’t worth
the money
As I’m sitting
here bored
shitless
(Originally Posted 29.04.2020)
There’s not much I can add
To this one
As the conflict still exists
To this day
Yes, there are days
When I can laugh
But those tears aren’t ever
Too far away
Conflict
I laughed today.
Hard.
Tears ran down my face,
Dizziness overtook me as my muscles ached from the strain,
And I thought I’d never breathe deeply again.
I cried today.
Hard.
Tears ran down my face,
Dizziness overtook me as my muscles ached from the strain,
And I thought I’d never breathe deeply again.
As I soldier on, as best I can,
this simultaneous existence
of conflicting emotions
is slowly killing me.
(Originally Posted 10.04.2019)
I miss you today
More than ever
Sitting outside in
This stunning weather
If only we could meet again
Even after all this time
As we’d still have
Such a fucking laugh
And drain a bottle (or two) of wine
I hear her calling my name,
Luring me to the murky depths.
Her song, beckons me.
Her promise, tantalises me.
I am compelled to listen.
I am urged to respond.
But she is all the way out at sea,
And I never learned to swim.
(Originally Posted 23.04.2019)
Try
as I
may
With
all
of my
might
I
have
no
idea
Where
I’ll
sleep
tonight
I don’t know
who said you
were funny
But I think
you’re pretty
witless
This really
wasn’t worth
the money
As I’m sitting
here bored
shitless
I know
I really
shouldn’t
laugh
At her
seemingly
heartfelt
epitaph
But I
know you
would’ve
had a giggle
At such
overwrought
sentimental
drivel
Xxx
Seriously,
He said,
That was funny.
Can’t you just crack a smile?
Wait a minute,
She said,
While I remember how.
It’s honestly been a while.
Afternoon:
Drink
your
tea
Eat
your
food
Leave
behind
your
mournful
mood
Come
out
tonight
Have
some
fun
For
our
time
has
only
just
begun
I like
it when
you laugh
He said
I wish
you’d do
it more
Just write
another
paragraph
She said
Then you’ll
really see
me roar
So
who
is
nextHe
askedTo
endure
this
pain
and
sorrowI
don’t
have
a clueShe
saidBut I
guess
we’ll
take
a vote
tomorrow
Enough
of all
your
shit
alreadyMy
heart is
far too
weak and
thready
Fuck
this
shit
Said
the
moth
To
the
flame
It’s
never
going
to work
It’s
your
fault
Said
the
flame
To
the
moth
For going
so fucking
berserk
Fuck you.
And the horse you rode in on.
I think it’s finally happened
I’ve actually gone mental
Any similarly to actual persons
(Alive or dead)
Is purely coincidental
I know
you were
sitting
with me
As I
drove
all that
way
Otherwise
it wouldn’t
have pissed
it down
The
whole
fucking
day
It
truly
is a
wonder
To see
such a
glorious
sight
My
heart
beats
like
thunder
As my
body
aches
with
delight
As cold as the sun,
As warm as the snow.
As loud as the silence,
As high as the low.
This could be
the meaning of life,
For all I fucking know.
Searching
for
light
Raised
in
darkness
Our
numbers
grow
Despite
the
sparseness
‘A day without laughter is a day wasted…’
Oh fuck off Charlie,
Life’s far too complicated.
Hotel
rooms
Seedy
as fuck
But so full
of promise
All at the
same time
Why oh why
did I try
to paint
my nails
on a train?Never will
I attempt
such a
ridiculous
thing again!
Would
you
like
to
dance,He
said,And I’ll
whisper
sweet
nothings in
your ear?I’ve
no
time
for
romance,She
said,So
just
go and
buy me
a beer.
Brought
to a
standstill
Leaves on
the line
ahead
A signal
point
failure
I wish
I’d stayed
in bed
Waiting
for the
rain to
stop
I don’t
want to
see another
drop
It
really
doesn’t
seem fair
For I’ve
spent so
long doing
my hair
Rain, rain go away…
And don’t come back.
You arsehole.
Up and down
Spinning around
No stability
to be found
Right and left
Side to side
Nowhere else
left to hide
Hang on,
where did
this sock
come from?
And where
the fuck
is the
other one?
Punctuation;
is (only) as important,
as you ‘want’ it to be.
What was I saying?
What was I..?
Ach, don’t mind me,
I’m drunk.
*Hic*.
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