"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
If we’d had a plan
When all this began
Perhaps we could both advance
But as things are
We’ve gone too far
And now none of us
Stand a chance
Obvious
At a
different
time
In a
different
place
The
answer
would
stare
us
Right
in the
face
(Originally Posted 30.11.2019)
It doesn’t hurt as much
To look nowadays
But I’ll admit
That I don’t too often
As some of the things
We got up to back then
Are probably
Best forgotten
Polaroid Memories
I can no
longer
look at
at your
face
My
eyes I
have to
sheathe
For
tears
begin
to flow
at pace
And I
can no
longer
breathe
(Originally Posted 28.11.2019)
“But I don’t really care how bad it hurts
When you broke me first”
It is all
Well and good
Spending time
With old friends
Yet it’s always me
Who leaves emptily
When the night
Inevitably ends
Catching Up
It
was
so
good
to see
you
But
now
I’m
glad
you’ve
gone
You
remind
me too
much of
my life
before
And
what
has
since
gone
wrong
(Originally Posted 21.11.2019)
‘I will do better in the morning…’
Here I am stuck
In this carriage again
Honestly,
I could scream
I’m forever trying
To reach the end
Yet I always run out
Of steam
‘Forever Delayed’
Brought
to a
standstill
By leaves
on the
line ahead
Yet
another
signal
point
failure
Oh how
I wish
I’d stayed
in bed
(Originally Posted 05.11.2019)
No one could ever accuse me
Of division or discrimination
For I can pour my vitriol
Without any kind of limitation
Fact
Oh,
I don’t
just hate
you
I
hate
everyone
(Originally Posted 23.10.2019)
There’s no use in trying
To understand
As it makes no difference
We may as well take complying
By the hand
And hope for deliverence
The Fall
I am
unsure
how it
happened
And I
certainly
don’t
know why
So there’s
nothing left,
for me to
do now
But
just sit
around
and cry
(Originally Posted 15.10.2019)
Though it took a while
For me to smile
Still, it is artificial
Any feeling of mirth
For what it’s worth
Is purely superficial
Emotional Flux
The guilt
I feel
when
I smile
Consumes
my day
and night
Perhaps I
should
just wait
a while
Before
thinking
it’s alright
(Originally Posted 13.10.2019)
I guess I am
A misanthrope
Born as I was
Devoid of hope
Destined across
The world to mope
Forever trying
To avoid the rope
Misanthropic Me
People
never
cease to
disgust
and
disappoint
me in
equal measure
Perhaps
that’s
why my
life is
full of
discomfort
and
displeasure
(Originally Posted 09.10.2019)
I know some prefer
The daylight instead
But I’ve always been
At my happiest in bed
Eighteen Hours
It’s the time
between
waking up
and going
to sleep
that I’ve
always
found
the most
troublesome
(Originally Posted 01.10.2019)
There is no going back
There are no more simpler times
Now I just have to accept
That you’ll never again be mine
Undo
Can we go back
To a simpler time
When I was yours
And you were mine?
(Originally Posted 27.09.2020)
Grief doesn’t come with a manual
And neither, you’ll find, does life
So you just have to go on
Now they’re gone
And hope that you stay alive
NUMB
I
didn’t
think
It
would
be
like
this
Whatever
this
is
(Originally Posted 17.09.2019)
“Oh but Glasgow gave me more
Than it ever took away
And prepared me for life on the road”
“Life isn’t as serious as the mind makes it out to be”
– Eckhart Tolle
My friend had one
Etched with that quote
Back when I was a kid
I’m not sure if
She ever believed it
Half as much as I did
Cinderella, I Am Not
There’s no such
thing as happily
ever after
There is only
heartbreak
and disaster
What you see
in their films
is a lie
As life’s a
bitch and
then you die
(Originally Posted 02.09.2019)
What the fuck is wrong with us
Said the spider to the fly
Why can’t we just stay in one spot?
To be honest I just follow you
Said the fly to the spider
As you’re the only friend I’ve got
Let’s Go Back
This was the wrong choice
Said the spider to the fly
I think we should return
I suppose you’re right
Said the fly to the spider
When will we ever fucking learn?
(Originally Posted 25.08.2019)
Let’s Go
Fuck this shit
Said the spider to the fly
I really cannot be arsed
I agree entirely
Said the fly to the spider
I’m done with this bloody farce
(Originally Posted 25.08.2019)
“When a toxic person can no longer control you, they will try to control how others see you. The misinformation will feel unfair but stay above it. Trust that other people will eventually see the truth – just like you did”
– Anon
“I’m 84 and I listen to this song every night before my bed, just in case I die in my sleep”
– Anonymous YouTube Comment
No longer the main attraction
I have been consigned to the basement
As people couldn’t touch
They stopped looking as much
And so they wheeled out my replacement
Life as a Relic
It’s like
I’m now
a museum
exhibit
Everyone
is welcome
to stop
and stare
But there
is no
touching
allowed
(Originally Posted 27.07.2019)
I really hadn’t
Given much thought
To how hard
Life would be
Alone
The constant struggle
In this suffocating bubble
And all so far away
From home
A Tale Of Two Cities
I really don’t want to leave
But I know that I can’t stay
Though I’ll be alone
Wherever I go
So I’m screwed either way
(Originally Posted 05.07.2019)
No matter how hard you strive
To keep a memory alive
They’re always forgotten
In the end
At All
I reach
for your hand,
but it’s not there,
and further into
the abyss
I fall.
I search
for your face,
but you don’t care,
and it’s like we
were never here
at all.
(Originally Posted 20.06.2019)
It’s great you have a hobby
He said
Not one I share, I confess
Because writing isn’t a hobby
She said
It’s a matter of life or death
Vocabularians Of The World Unite
Vocabularians of the world unite
To put the wrongs of our world right
To give a voice to those too tired to fight
And into the darkness bring forth the light
(Originally Posted 18.06.2020)
I wrote this one
On a train
Unhappy with life
Once again
Insides
Another grey sky.
Another bleak landscape.
Another version of me.
Looking out,
Looking in.
(Originally Posted 04.06.2019)
I win
You lose
Now it’s you
Who’ll fucking bruise
Hands Down
You
win
I
lose
Ain’t
that
The
fucking
truth
(Originally Posted 03.06.2020)
As we sit
On the bus each day
I cannot help
But look your way
Wondering when
You’ll break away
And hoping that
You’ll be OK
Inkling
I think you feel
The way I do
That your heart beats
Like mine does too
That your mind wanders
On a similar path to me
That you also dream
Of when you’ll be free
(Originally Posted 25.05.2020)
If only I wasn’t risk averse
My world would open up
If only I wasn’t risk averse
I could see more of life closeup
Deep Breaths
Maybe
you’ll
change
your
mind
Or
maybe
you
won’t
But
one
thing
is for
sure
You’ll
regret
it if
you
don’t
(Originally Posted 25.05.2020)
If only I was risk averse
I would avoid these situations
If only I was risk averse
I could lay better foundations
Unhappy Endings
I wish
we’d never
started this.
Then we
wouldn’t have
to end it.
(Originally Posted 25.05.2019)
Like a constant stream
From the mouth that feeds
Life has me bound
And on my knees
Never-Ending
Another minute
Another hour
Another day
Another shower
Of shite
(Originally Posted 16.05.2020)
You didn’t give me
An answer then
And I doubt that you could now
But that doesn’t mean
I’m not still wondering
If one day you will, somehow
The Hardest Question Of All
If
it’s
not you
And
it isn’t
not me
Then who
the fuck
Is it
supposed
to be?
(Originally Posted 12.05.2020)
I do not look
Over my shoulder
For I am brave
I am bolder
You will not beat me
Any longer
Because I am better
I am stronger
Yearning
Time passes
Like a dream
In my mind
As I remember
Everything
I’ve left behind
(Originally Posted 25.04.2020)
Please do not look upon me
With your pity and dismay
For this last few years
Have taught me
Feelings aren’t shit anyway
Blackout
I
don’t
want
to feel
better
I
don’t
want
to feel
at all
(Originally Posted 21.04.2020)
Life will never be linear
He said
The path won’t always be straight
The trick is to just hold on
He said
And try your best to navigate
Trauma
But
you
were
doing
so well
He
said
I
don’t
quite
understand
Coming
back
from
hell
She
said
Doesn’t
always
go to
plan
(Originally Posted 20.04.2020)
Now
I am just
Still
Every Day
Still hoping,
Still waiting,
Still holding,
Still wanting.
Still thinking,
Still grieving,
Still trying,
Still giving.
Still caring,
Still feeling,
Still crying,
Still fighting.
Still breathing,
Still living,
Still believing,
Still loving.
(Originally Posted 17.04.2019)
Dodging bullets
Since 1980
And showing no signs of stopping
The Loaded Gun
Time marches on
As I come undone
And my memories fade further away.
I try to hold on,
To ignore the gun
And trudge through yet another day.
(Originally Posted 16.04.2019)
“Life becomes a habit. You get up, dress, eat, go tae work, clock in etcetera etcetera automatically, and think about nothing but the pay packet on Friday and the booze-up last Saturday. Life’s easy when you’re a robot.”
– Alasdair Gray
It doesn’t seem to matter
Who tries to talk me up
I cannot ever escape the feeling
That I am a total fuck up
It started when I was young
When I was told I was a peice of shit
That I’d never amount to anything
Despite whatever it was I did
Even into adulthood
That was always on my mind
Although I have since met people
Who are all supportive and kind
But now as I stand here
At another fork in my life’s tale
I just wish I could believe them
Instead of those who convinced me I’d fail
Flightless Bird
If only
I believed
you
Things
would be
so different
If only I
was who
you see
Life
could be
magnificent
(Originally Posted 14.03.2020)
This may have been posted
In 2019
But it was written long ago
In the back of a French class
As I recall
Looking out into the snow
Je Suis Morte
I’ve been here so many, many times before
I’m just fucking bored now.
Bored with the fucking lot of it.
It’s pointless now.
Not that there ever was a point, obviously.
Je Suis Morte.
I Fucking Wish.
(Originally Posted 02.03.2019)
‘When you lay in awe
On the bedroom floor
And said Oh, oh, smother me Mother‘
“No one else is carrying the aftermath trauma you have endured inside their body. They are not paying the concequences. They are not managing the recovery.
Therefore their opinions are secondary to any and all things that help you heal.”
– Nate Postlethwait via @mindful_tom
And so to yet
Another day
Resisting
The urge to cry
In a body
That is fighting
Hard to survive
But with a mind
That wants to die
If alcohol doesn’t soothe me
And music doesn’t move me
It’s no wonder I can’t cope
This crippling anxiety
Coupled with impropriety
Has left me devoid of hope
Love me
Or leave me
I really couldn’t care
For either way
I’ll just decay
In misery and despair
I always
thought
being
with you
was hell
Seems
the boredom
of being
without you
is worse
Xxx
Who wants to live forever anyway?
It’s not all it’s cracked up to be
I’d rather have fun
Soaking in the sun
Than immortality
I suppose
You understand me now
Why I said
What was on my mind
Well don’t expect
Anything from me
As I’ll be paying you back
In kind
‘… this is how I am when I’m scared. It’s unfamiliar to you, but not to me. I can – I can fucking be scared – and carry on’
– Tommy Shelby
I did love someone once
She was beautiful inside and out
The life and soul of the party
Her passion never in doubt
But one day she grew cold
And her light began to fade
So now I no longer love her
Because of who it was she betrayed
Your silence
Tells more of a story
Than your words
Ever could
I was thinking
Earlier on today
How it really
Would be nice
To go at least
One day
Without
Your bullshit advice
“So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?”
– Hunter S. Thompson
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
Sometimes
I wonder
if there
was ever
a me
before
you
It’s funny how
The world went on
Like it didn’t miss
The fact you’d gone
Xxx
If all you do
Is stay at home
In a self imposed
Exile
You’ll soon find
Not even your friends
Will miss you
After a while
‘Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life’
– Bertholt Auerbach
Listening to these old songs
How I wish I could go back
Maybe I’d make different choices
And life wouldn’t be so black
As you can see
He said
I’m not a big hit with the ladies
None of that matters
She said
I just want to have your babies
You just have to learn to accept
She said
That it is whatever it is
Fuck whatever it was
He said
There must be more to it than this
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
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