I wish
I could
Take it back
All this time
That’s gone
To waste
Now
You’ll never know
Who I am
Because of
A choice
Made in haste
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I wish
I could
Take it back
All this time
That’s gone
To waste
Now
You’ll never know
Who I am
Because of
A choice
Made in haste
‘I am tired, I am weary.
I could sleep for a thousand years’
If I knew then
What I know now
I wouldn’t have let you stay
I’d have made sure
You saw the worst of me
And done my best
To push you away
I will not
Say yes now
Just like I didn’t
Then
I’ve always known
It wasn’t
For me
Even
Way back when
We’re going on a journey
She said
So be sure to pack your case
Maybe if we leave now
He said
The past we can erase
They’re always there
Behind my eyes
Just waiting
For their time to pour
Anything and everything
Can set them free
With no reason why
Or even wherefore
If only you’d seen
What these eyes have seen
Perhaps then
You could understand
If it was you crying
As he lay dying
You’d know why I made
That demand
I’ve never felt
More alone
Than I do now
In my own home
I don’t understand why
He said
In this day and age
You’d go back to Floyd, Mac and Drake
To ignore the beauty
She said
Of those who’ve gone before
Would be a big mistake
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
Who was the worst
Me or you
Does it even matter
Who did what to who
Now we have both
Taken the fall
To still keep score
Really means fuck all
Do you still think of me, I wonder
Like I still think of you
Or ever since you moved away
Have your feelings gone astray
And now you just make do
The last time we met I was crazy
She said
But you’ll be pleased to know I’m better
We didn’t need to meet for this
He said
In fact I’d have preferred a letter
‘Oh no, I’ve said too much.
I haven’t said enough…’
– Michael Stipe
‘The record shows
I took the blows
And did it my way’
– François / Revaux / Anka
‘Memory only slumbers
It never dies’
– Unknown
It’s nice to know
That it’s still there
That flat with the ship
On the door
But to see inside
Broke my heart
As we don’t live there
Anymore
Xxx
The rain
May well
Have passed
She said
But sadly
So has
My prime
New friends
Old friends
Friends I’ve yet to meet
I hope and pray
One day you’ll say
That I was right up your street
I have no interest in going back
Or to stroll down memory lane
I just want this war to end
And to move on from all this pain
If it takes a village to raise a child
Then my neighbours must have been out
Because I pretty much
Dragged myself up
Of that there is no doubt
I remember watching this
For the first time
Just me and you
With pizza and wine
Now I’m watching again
Hungry and alone
Nothing is the same
Here, on my own
Xxx
‘…Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.’
– Henry IV Part II: Act III, Scene I
Call me your sweetheart again
She said
And I’ll punch you in the face
For you never earned that right
She said
In the first fucking place
‘I sort of came to the conclusion that misery is the natural state.
And if you get two decent minutes a day then that’s alright.’
– Nicky Wire
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 wish I’d known you then
He said
When you offered so much more
Now it’s only apathy
She said
And neuroses galore
There’s a small amount of comfort
But it quickly becomes a chore
And when he tries to converse
You remember why he’s such a bore
You just have to remember
He said
You can’t pour from an empty cup
Well mine is smashed to smithereens
She said
So how the fuck do I fill it up?
What is it going to take
He said
For you to open up to me?
Another bottle of wine for starters
She said
And a money back guarantee
Why don’t you tell him what happened
He said
Instead of just writing it down
Because I don’t want him to know
She said
I couldn’t bear to see his frown
If I don’t talk about myself negatively
She said
Then I’ve got nothing much to say
Well perhaps I can try to help you
He said
See yourself in a different way
You’ve now outstayed a welcome
That you were never fucking given
So if you would kindly
Piss off please
I can get back to living
I used to be quite angry
But now I just feel numb
It’s not what you’ve said
That’s messed with my head
But everything else you’ve done
So today marks the beginning
Of WordPress year three
Happy two year anniversary to me
Quite a lot has changed
Since that first post
Not least the number of people
Seemingly engrossed
In reading my innermost thoughts and feelings
Which I admit even now
I have a hard time believing
For there are far more talented writers here than me
Whose focus isn’t madness, sadness or profanity
Yet as I’ve looked back over posts of the past
I see my words gradually getting lighter
Perhaps this is due, in part,
To my life being that little bit brighter
So, I hear you ask, will my future posts just become asinine?
Well, I suppose, your guess is as good as mine
But one things for sure
You’ll still find me here beneath the armour
Writing, posting and chatting
As your ever grateful Little Charmer
I wish I’d never met you.
Life would be easier then.
If I’d never met you
I wouldn’t have to forget you.
And I would be happier then.
(Originally Posted 09.03.2019)
I don’t want to go back, actually
My old normal kinda sucked
Whereas my life now
Doesn’t seem somehow
So irrevocably fucked
‘You could have achieved so much more, if you weren’t so fucking insecure’
– Me
(Originally Posted 19.07.2019)
What do you do when there’s nothing left
When your darkest thoughts you’ve mined?
Perhaps a delve back into the past
For any gems you’ve left behind?
With my third year on WordPress approaching
I’m taking a look back inside my head
So apologies if you see what you’ve seen before
But it’ll be words I still need said
If there’s one thing I’ve learned
It’s that you can’t skip the stages
Even if moving forward
Feels like it’s taking fucking ages
If you jump too far forward
You only fall further back
And all you do is store your pain
For further down the track
Time
Creeping
Mine
Sweeping
Dicks
Sleeping
Women
Weeping
Staring into a new year
Together
Holding hands
I can’t believe
Out of everyone
It’s you who understands
I’ll give you one day
Where the sun will shine
And that day is Friday
This week
But after that
It’ll all fall flat
And it’s back
To the future that’s bleak
You’ll say you miss him terribly
As you bleat and cry and whine
But all I’ll remember is when
You couldn’t stand to be near him then
Even half the fucking time
I
wonder
whatYou’d
think
of me
nowFat,
forty
and
fuckedWould
you
still
love me
foreverWant
to be
together
whateverOr be
thankful
for the
bullet
you
ducked
The old days
Were not good
Trust me
I remember
I used
to careI used
to worryNow I don’t
feel anythingIn a
hurry
When
I look
deep
into
your
eyes
I
can’t
help
but be
pleasantly
surprised
For
I actually
feel
something
down
below
And I
thought
I’d lost
that
years
ago
I buried
you a
long time
agoAlong
with
my self
esteem
Why
didn’t
you
follow
your
dreams?
She
said
Using
your
good
humour
and wit
Now
you’ve
got no
choice
She
said
But
to put
up with
his
bullshit
I still
have
no
idea
how
I’m
going
to live
without
youI just
hope
I’ve
got
less
time
left
than
I think
I do
I’m so
glad
I went
out of
my way
To walk
along
this
beach
today
To
remember
all those
good times
past
Whilst
making
new
memories
to last
Who knows
when our
time will
comeBut I fear
it’s not
just yetFor you
have to
forgive
yourselfAnd I
have to
forget
At one time
perhaps
I would have
said yesBut the
desire now
I no longer
possessShould you
ever try
your love
to professTo this
emptiness
inside I
would confess
It’s only
now I
realise
I’ve
played
this all
wrongAnd it
actually
should
have
been
you all
along
When I saw you
sleeping there
I couldn’t help
but stop and stare
Probably because
I was drunk too
Although nowhere
near as drunk as you
I had to walk over
and poke the bear
Good men
do bad things
And good
women do too
If I was ever that way
inclined again
I’d do bad things
with you
If
love is
not what
you say
But
what
you do
instead
Then
you’ve
fucked
up
On
both
counts
mate
So be
careful
where you
tread
I’m scared
of what
that day
will bring,
As I
know it’s
approaching
fast.
Even if
it’s the
start of
my future,
There’s no
way of
forgetting
my past.
As the
days go on
I guess
we’ll see
If I can
go back
to the person
I used to be
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