So is this it
Do you think
Humankind
On the brink
Of utter demise
Total collapse
Never to see
Another sunrise perhaps
Or will we live on
For another chance
To think and to dream
Whilst our souls advance
‘Bloody Awful Poetry’
You only
wear
that
leather
jacket
To
give
you
somekind
of mystery
But I
can see
straight
through
you
After
all,
we
share
a history
‘Laughing At Bad Jokes’
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.
Random #27
‘Distill the life that’s inside of me…’
Random #26
‘I think I’ve reached that point…’
‘How Soon Is Now?’
All
I
do
Is sit
and
wait
My
wretched
mind
Spilling
its
hate
My
decrepit
body
Heaving
its
last
A
bloated
reminder
Of good
times
past
‘All Apologies’
One down,
A thousand to go.
This shit is harder
Than it looks,
You know.
‘I Could Be Wrong / I Could Be Right…’
The
pressure is
on to find
meaning
In
this so
called life
of mine
But I
just can’t
help but
feeling
That it’s
a total
waste
of time
‘Life Becoming A Landslide’
One scar
Two scar
Three scar
Four
It’s not a problem
I suppose
To add
A couple more
‘Space & Time’
A year
can change
a person
I know
my brain
is fried
Ah,
what’s
the point
Who
am I
kidding?
I was
fucked
before
he died
‘Still Ill’
Still here
Still sore
Still hoping
For more
‘You Spin Me (Right Round)’
Your
smile is
appealing
Your
humility
endearing
I can’t
help but
feeling
You’re
not
going
home
alone
This
evening
‘It’s Nice To Be A Lunatic…’
Am I over
tired
Or am I just
plain sad
Am I far
too wired
Or simply
going mad
Does it
really matter
For I think
we can deduct
That as I can’t
stop this chatter
Either way
I’m fucked
‘Everything Must Go’
Don’t
say
anything
elseHe
saidPlease
just
hold my
handI’ll
stay for
as long
as I canShe
saidThen we
draw a
line in
the sand
It Might Be Friday, But I’m Not In Love
Music
playsAs
I lieIn
a hazeOn
our bedWithout
you
‘Ca Plane Pour Moi’
I’m
feeling
quite
happy
today
Most
things
are
going
well
Surely
it’s
only a
matter
of time
Before
I’m sent
straight
back
to hell
Random #24
‘….So drink, drink, drink and be ill tonight…’
Morrissey
‘Hand In Glove’
Some days
your hand
fits
perfectly
in mine
Our love
flows freely
and
sparkles
like wine
Some days
I can’t
bear
to hold
your hand
For reasons,
sadly,
you could
never
understand
Literally
Last night
I dreamt
That somebody
hugged me
It was the best
night’s sleep
I’ve had
in months
‘The Walk Of Life’
I wander
off the
beaten
track
Mulling
it over
in my
mind
I dream
about
what’s yet
to come
And
lament
what I’ve
left behind
