Transition

I’m not
ready for
you to
love me

She
said

So let’s
just take
things
slow

There’s
so much
I can’t
forget

She
said

But I
need this
more than
you know

My Dark Heart

Although
my mind
is broken

And my
soul has
been torn
apart

Underneath
all the
sadness
I’m still

A hopeless
romantic
at heart

The Spiral

It feels like
every day I fall

A little further
down the hole

Losing just
a wee bit more

Of my mind,
body and soul

A Long Forty Eight Hours

If you stare
at the same four walls
for long enough,
a fifth can start
to appear.

Perhaps it’s then
you’re supposed to
realise that
the end is near.

If you stare
at the same four walls
for long enough,
your mind can
start to bend.

Perhaps it’s then
you’re supposed to
know it’s the
beginning of the end.

Leftovers

A weary,
confused mind.

A hollow,
empty heart.

As bleak as it is,
it’s all I have.

As my life has
fallen apart.

Monsters

They are always there,
Gnawing away at my brain.

One day I will kill them,
And I shall smile again.

Paranoia

It’s heartfelt
praise, but
I know
your ways.

How uncomfortable
you are
to see,
just how
miserable I
can be.

I’m sorry
I no
longer make
you smile.

For that
you’ll need
to wait
a while.

Until then,
just keep
telling me
I’ll make
it through.

And I’ll
keep on
whispering
fuck you.

Lucky You

My head hurts,
Does yours?

My heart cries,
Does yours?

My body aches,
Does yours?

My soul dies,
Does yours?

How can it?

Your head
is as pretty
as a picture.

Your heart
is full
to bursting.

Your body
is as perfect
as a model,

And your soul
is an eagle
soaring high above
the rocky plains.

Lucky you.