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

Little Sister

I am not
who you
think I am

So please
don’t look
up to me

If you
only knew
the truth

You’d cut
down our
family tree

Bereavement

Just
when
I think
I’ve got
no tears
left

They
fall
down
my
face
again

Why
the fuck
didn’t
someone
tell
me

How
to
prepare
for all
this
pain

Selfish

I suppose
I should
have
asked

If you
really
were
ok

Before
I put our
friendship
on blast

And
again as
I walked
away

Nyctophilia

I’m
better
alone
than in
company

Just
like I’m
happier
in the
dark

That
way
I never
have to
see anyone

Or
hear
another
disparaging
remark

At Heart

I
remember
what you
would say

To
hurt
and to
annoy

But I
always
forgave
you

In
the
end

For you
were just
a little
boy

That’s Enough

I’ve got
nothing
more to
say to you

So please
just
leave me
alone

You don’t
deserve
anything
from me

For every
chance
you have
blown

My Heart Bleeds…

Don’t
expect
me to
feel
sorry
for you

Now
that
you’re
on
your
own

You’ve
bought
this
misery
upon
yourself

These
these
seeds
you
yourself
have
sown

The Spree

I’m
leaving
first
thing
in the
morning

And I’m
unsure
if I’ll
return

For I
have
so
many
scores
to settle

And a
shitload
of bridges
to burn

Flying Solo

Please don’t pity me,

As I’m ok by myself.

I’ve got a set of ladders to reach,

A saucepan from the shelf.

I don’t need anyone to catch a spider,

I can open my own jars.

I can brew my own keg of cider,

I can order my own food in bars.

So please don’t pity me,

As I’m ok by myself.

In fact I choose to be single now,

For the goodness of my health.

Confidante

I wish
I could
tell you
everything

With
no
detail
spared

Perhaps
I would

If I
thought
you’d be
interested

If for a
second
I believed
you cared

Exasperation

If life’s
a bitch

And then
you die

Then what’s
the fucking
point

Just flip
the switch

Let out
a sigh

And roll
another
joint

All Religion Is A Cult

I
see
you
standing
up there

Before
those
huge
stained
glasses

Conjuring
up
your
scripture

Designed
to
terrify
the
masses

You
may
well
fool
some
people

Maybe
the ill
or weak
of mind

But
I’ll
be free
of you
one day

Leaving
the
bullshit
you
preach
behind

Meaningless

I
really
do love you,

She
said,

I love
you with
all my heart.

But you
also love
tomato sauce,

He
said,

So is this
whole thing
just a farce?