Mere Mortal

If I could learn

To love myself

I know how happy

I could be

But the effort required 

Would be superhuman

And I don’t have that much

In me

Trivial

I just can’t seem

To complete a task

However big,

Or small

I guess what once meant

Everything to me

Now means nothing

At all

To Care

You really shouldn’t wait

He said

Who knows what could happen next

It really wouldn’t matter

She said

As I’m far too fucking depressed

Self Soothing

As much as I love

That you read my words

And you praise them

Like you do

You have to know

As I deliver each blow

That I write more for me

Than you


Hecklers

Has
anyone
ever
told
you to
stop

He
said

With
these
bullshit
rhymes
you
spew

Oh
many,
many
times

She
said

And
I told
them
to piss
off
too

(Originally Posted 27.01.2021)

The Flow

Most days the process is simple

Words flow as easy as the pain

But I feel so numb at times

That when it comes to rhymes

I doubt they will ever flow again


The Writer’s Anguish

I don’t
think
I have
anything
to say

Today

Perhaps
there
will be
more
sorrow

Tomorrow

So
I will
wait to
pick up
my pen

Then

For
I fear
I wouldn’t
even
know how

Now

(Originally Posted 25.01.2020)

A Daily Challenge

It’s hard to consider

Giving much more

When your mind is weak

And your heart is sore


Cardiac Arrest

My heart
has been
aching
all day

Nothing
has made
the pain
go away

Perhaps
this will
finally be
the end

And I’ll
no longer
have to
pretend

(Originally Posted 21.01.2020)

A Pathetic Attempt

Introspection

Only works

If you can see it through

And as we both know

You’ve done fuck all to show

Any desire in wanting to


Introspection Anyone?

Maybe if you

Could just look

Look inside your heart

For a minute

You would see

What you did to me

Was a heinous crime

To commit

(Originally Posted 29.01.2021)

Frostbite

Even if I wanted

To get up

And seize the day

It’s far too cold

For one so old

Outside anyway


Anhedonic

Trying
hard
to
survive

This
thing
called
life

Hoping
to fend
off the
madness

Striving
to find

Some peace
of mind

Underneath
this
duvet of
sadness

(Originally Posted 06.01.2020)

Three Months Left

I cannot continue forever

In fact I’m nearly spent

But there will always others

Who will use this place to vent


‘Want’

An artist for the ages

Your words leave me floored

What else is there to say?

Other than please, give me more

(Originally Posted 25.10.2020)

Wasted Potential

You’re actually quite romantic

He said

When you put your mind to it

But therein lies the problem

She said

I just can’t be arsed to persue it


When Lightning Strikes

It’s like
we’ve been
connected
forever,
he said,
but it’s only
been a minute

However long
it’s been,
she said,
I can’t
remember
life without
you in it

(Originally Posted 12.09.2019)

New Job

It was about

My job this one

And how I could

No longer empathise

Even three years on

The desire is gone

And my apathy

Pretty hard to disguise


New Life

I’m still
nowhere
near the
same

She
said

Something
inside me has
permanently
changed

I can no
longer
play
this game

She
said

Unless a
new life
can be
arranged

(Originally Posted 14.08.2019)

Under The Influence

I must’ve overdone the happy pills

When I wrote this one

As I can’t believe

I’d ever conceive

Of something like this with none


Hard To Believe

When you find

It’s a struggle to cope

When it feels

Like you’ve lost all hope

Remember and try

To just hold on

For there will be

Better days to come

(Originally Posted 13.08.2021)

The End Of The Line

It’s not that I’m leaving forever

I promise I’ll still be around

But the desire to fight

Let alone to write

Is proving too thin on the ground

Last Post

This is

My last post

Everything

Has been written

All sides

Of this cherry

Are now

Thoroughly bitten

Happy Things

I've tried to write about happy things

But the words don't seem to flow

Perhaps I've forgotten happy things

And sadness is all I know


(Originally Posted 03.04.2019)

Finding Fault

All 
you
do

He
said

Is
whine
and
moan

I'm
surprised
anyone
reads
this
pish

Well,
perhaps
if you

She
said

Weren't
such a
prick

My
words
wouldn't
so easily
flourish


‘This Is The End…’

Imagine
what you
could
achieve

He
said

If only
you just
tried
harder

I’ve
done all
I can
to stay
alive

She
said

I can’t
possibly
go any
farther

A Kind Man

A kind man once said to me

You can be anything you want to be

But it’s hard to believe that you could matter

In amongst all this chatter

A kind man once said to me

You can do anything you want to do

But it’s hard to believe that could be true

When you live your life as I do

A kind man once said to me

You can say whatever you want

But it’s hard to believe you could speak that way

When you’ve never felt that it’s okay

A kind man once said to me

You are capable of more than you think

But it’s hard to believe you could make that link

As your heart, once more, begins to sink

Mother’s Ruin

As
the rot
starts
to set
in

I
pour
myself
another
gin

To
silence
the pain
in my
head

As
the
thoughts
seem to
shift

My
mood
starts
to
lift

And
I can
finally
get out
of bed

An Apathetic Author

It’s
hard to
write
it all
down

What
I’ve
been
feeling
inside

But now
is the
time to
start
again

For the
truth
I’ll no
longer
hide

Pre Booked Fun

Are you
sure I
have to
come out
tonight

As I
really
can’t
be
arsed

Apart
from
anything
my face is
a fright

And the
will
to get
dressed
is sparse

The Writer’s Anguish

I don’t
think
I have
anything
to say

Today

Perhaps
there
will be
more
sorrow

Tomorrow

So I
will
wait to
pick up
my pen

Then

For I
fear I
wouldn’t
even
know how

Now

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