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
Hogmanay (Part 3)
Time
Creeping
Mine
Sweeping
Dicks
Sleeping
Women
Weeping
Hogmanay 2020 (Part 2)
Staring into a new year
Together
Holding hands
I can’t believe
Out of everyone
It’s you who understands
Hogmanay 2020 (Pt 1)
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
Diminished
I used
to careI used
to worryNow I don’t
feel anythingIn a
hurry
Whirlpools
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
‘Staring At The Sea’
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
Emptiness
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
Trip Wires
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
My Younger Self
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I say?
Well done for putting up with this bullshit every day
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I see?
A weary acceptance that life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I feel?
An overwhelming sadness that time will never heal
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I do?
Tell them to pack a bag and run away with you
Random #18
‘You could have achieved so much more, if you weren’t so fucking insecure’
– Me
I Love You
If I met you again,
For the first time,
I wouldn’t change a thing.
I’d do it all again,
Exactly the same,
Taking you under my wing.
But I should have,
if I could have,
told you that
I loved you
more.
Perhaps then
my life now
wouldn’t be
so difficult
to endure.
The Past
Some days
it’s easy
to remember
youSome days
it’s hard
to forget
youSome days
I don’t want
to remember
youSome days
I never want
to forget
you
An Unwanted Gift
You’ll always carry it with you,
The pain.You can try to wrap it differently.
Use an alternative box,
Choose a shiny wrapping paper.
Secure it with ribbon,
Even glue on a fucking huge bow,
If you like.But you’ll still carry it with you,
The pain.Like a gaudy present nobody wants to open.
An unwanted gift you can never return.
