Tag: Ranting

Talking Too Much

I feel I should

Apologise again

For burdening you

Last night

I understand

It’s not your problem

And I know

It’s not your fight

Nice Try

Thank
you
for the
offer

But I
really
must
say no

There is
no need
for you
to listen

To any
more of
my tales
of woe

(Originally Posted 19.01.2020)

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Mightier Than Swords

A face you wouldn’t tire

Of thumping

With such a countenance

You’ve been cursed

But such a thing

Would be unbecoming

So instead

I’ll use my words

Pulling No Punches

Come for me again

My friend

And events will turn apace

Your head will spin

As that shit eating grin

Is wiped right off your face

(Originally Posted 18.01.2021)

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Viewpoint

All these years

I’ve been writing

Calling you each

And every name

But perhaps I’ve been mean

Because it’s actually been

My attempt

To shift the blame

Who Gives A Shit

Have
I done

The
wrong
thing
again?

I
suppose
only
time

Will
tell

Until
then
I’ll try

To keep
myself
sane

While
I prepare

To
burn
in hell

(Originally Posted 04.01.2020)

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Don’t Believe Everything You Read

I know it seems

Like I’m really evil

Always ranting and raving

And wishing ill on people

But, honestly, my poetry

Is just an outlet

I think you’d quite like me, actually,

If we ever met

Best Wishes

Enjoy
your
cake

You fat
fucking
snake

I hope
you
choke
and
die

Don’t
mind
me

As I
drink
my
tea

And
watch
the
world
go by

(Originally Posted 29.09.2020)

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The Tirade

Don’t stop me now

I’m on a roll

Saying my piece

Letting it all go

It was you who did this to us

You see

You are the arsehole here

Not me

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5* Customer Service

I’m in
a bad
mood
today

So I’m
afraid
you’re
out of
luck

I haven’t
got the
patience
for this
bullshit

Now go
on, off
you fuck!

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Vindictive Cow

I
wonder
what
you’ve
told him

Now
I’m
no
longer
there

Have
you
bothered
to tell
the truth?

Or just
lied and
said I
no longer
care?

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Dinnertime

I’ll never
go back
there
again

They
can all
just get
to fuck

I’ve no
desire
to talk
to them

As with
my heart
they’ve
ran amuck

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Cancer

It was
all just
so fucking
unfair

You were
taken from
me without
a care

With what
seemed like
no time at
all to prepare

We had no
choice but
our souls
to bare

Xxx

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Unfathomable Cruelty

Only I
know why
the caged
bird sings

It’s because
some bastard
clipped it’s
wings

Yet as the
tears rise
and the
anger stings

The bird
knows it’s
just one of
those things

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The Narcissist

Words
can
never do
justice

To the
utter
hatred
I feel

For all
the pain
you’ve
caused me

For these
wounds
that will
not heal

You are
just
utterly
contemptible

Truly
bitter
and
twisted

To try to
make amends
now is
lamentable

As from
now on
you never
existed

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Ignorant Bitch

I’ll always
be better
than you

Of that
there can
be no doubt

For you
really don’t
have a clue

How much
bullshit
you spout

12

Penance

You’ll probably never see me again

And I’m quite happy with that

As it’s the very least you deserve

For being such an obnoxious twat

7

I Want More

I’ll no
longer
provide
a distraction

Or a
lens for
your
dissatisfaction

I should
command
much more
attention

For I
deserve
the utmost
adoration

12

Tight Lipped

I’m
not
trying
to be
mean

Or to
cause
yet
another
scene

So before
my fuse
is well
and truly
blown

Please
just piss
off and
leave me
alone

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On Silent

Don’t bother
to call me

As I’ll just watch
the phone ring

I will not
answer to you

And I’ll never
tell you anything

9

Bitter

Tell all
the lies
about me
you like

Spin your
twisted
tales
of spite

But half
truths won’t
make people
like you

And they
certainly
don’t make
you right

8

Fake Flowers

Your fake
concern
disgusts me

Your false
condolences
make me sick

If you
really want
to comfort me

Just piss off
and leave me
alone

You prick

10

The Irritant

It actually
hurts to
listen to you

Let alone
look you
in the eye

Please just
leave me
alone

For I have
bigger fish
to fry

15

Done

Fuck you,

And your pathetic little smile.

Fuck you,

And your poisonous bile.

Fuck you,

And your disingenuous chatter.

Fuck you,

For you no longer matter.

At all,

To me.

7

Let’s Go

Fuck this shit
Said the spider to the fly
I really can’t be arsed

I agree entirely
Said the fly to the spider
I’m done with this farce

16

Soon

Life
has been
so much better
without
your bullshit
in it

Now
I know
for sure
I’ll soon be
removing you
from it

3

Good Enough

So I’m good enough
to speak to today?

Now all your friends
have gone away?

Well I’ll hold my tongue
and try to be nice.

But you’ll find my lenience
will come at a price.

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Week 34

You all think
I’ve forgotten,
but you
have no idea.

I could never
be that tasteless,
or so fucking
insincere.

6

The Time Waster

I cannot
believe
after all
this time
I’m still
stuck in
your trap.

Quietly
putting up
with your
bullshit and
listening
to all
your crap.

If I have
to spend one
more minute
with you
I think
that I’ll
be sick.

Never
before
have I
wasted my
time on
such an
arrogant
little prick.

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You Know Nothing

I do not want your pity.

Your sympathy is of no use.

I care nothing for your tears,

as your grief is just an excuse.

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Animosity

You can
keep your
feigned apology

For your
friendship
now means
nothing to me

I shall
live without
you merrily

Waiting for
the day
everyone
will see

Just how
wicked and
cruel you
can be

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Conversations with Idiots

‘It’s better
to have
loved and lost
than never to
have loved
at all’

‘You really
should just
shut your mouth
as, honestly,
you know
fuck all’

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Cruelty

In a perfect world,

There is someone for everyone.

You meet each other.

You fall in love.

And you stay together,

Forever.

Ours, however, is a cruel world.

There is someone for everyone,

But you might never meet them.

You might never fall in love.

And you might not stay together,

Forever.

Because they might die,

Before you do.

Then, you’re fucked.

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Mine

I don’t want to ‘talk’ about it.

I don’t want to ‘express’ it.

I don’t want to ‘let it out’.

I want to keep this part for me.

A part that’s private.

A part that’s mine and mine alone.

As it should be.

I didn’t share my love and I refuse to share my grief.

So just piss off, the lot of you.

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Never Stop

If I turn on the tap,
it’ll never stop flowing.

If I turn on the rage,
it’ll never stop glowing.

If I turn on my mind,
it’ll never stop knowing.

If I turn on my grief,
it’ll never stop showing.

It will never stop,
this seed I am sewing.

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Grief 101

Just smile and nod
Even if what they say
Makes no fucking sense.

It’s better to be polite,
After all,
Than to punch people
In the face.

7

Every Day

Still hoping,
Still waiting,
Still holding,
Still wanting.

Still thinking,
Still grieving,
Still trying,
Still giving.

Still caring,
Still feeling,
Still crying,
Still fighting.

Still breathing,
Still living,
Still believing,
Still loving.

0

Space Invader

I know you are bored,
I know you are curious,
I know you are lonely,
but please,
just fuck off
and leave me alone, 
eh?
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April Fool’s Day

You can stop writing your pithy little poems, for your soul mate isn’t dead.

Your tears need no longer flow.

Your heart can beat again.

It’s an April Fool,

You fool.

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Alphabet Heart

Atrophied. Abandoned.
Bleak. Barren.
Crumpled. Cracked.
Dark. Dank.
Embittered. Enraged.
Failed. Forgotten.
Garotted. Gutted.
Hateful. Haunted.
Indignant. Idle.
Jagged. Jaded.
Knocked. Knotted.
Longing. Lost.
Maudlin. Morose.
Nightmarish. Numb.
Obstructed. Obliterated.
Paralysed. Prone.
Quiet. Queasy.
Rotten. Ravaged.
Stolen. Shattered.
Traumatised. Tainted.
Unloveable. Undone.
Violated. Vanquished.
Weeping. Wasted.
Xxx
Yearning. Yawning.
Zero.
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Tomorrow

I’m not sure how I’ll feel when I’m forced to remember you, tomorrow.

Forced to remember those torturous nights.

Forced to remember those heart breaking conversations.

They were so private, so personal, so intense.

Those words only ever destined to leave your lips and reach my ears.

There will be others there that feel the same way about their loved one, I’m sure.

And there will be others there just to watch. To steal someone else’s story to tell as their own.

Fuck them.

I’m not sure how I’ll feel when I’m forced to remember you, tomorrow.

I just wish you were still here.

And that I didn’t have to go.

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Lies

There is no better place.
Those we love don’t walk beside us.
There are no other rooms.
You will stand at that grave and weep.
There are more than five stages.
There are more than two parts.
Tears are not silent.
There is no peace or comfort to find.
Time heals nothing.
You’ll always walk alone.

And grief is like a fucking tsunami,
so good luck learning to swim in that.

 

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Go

Maybe it would be for the best if I left
Just got the fuck out of here for good 

Let's face it, I could

I have no responsibilities
I have no commitments
I have nothing

And it's not like anyone wants me to stay anyway
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Grief Vampire

Paltry, trite sentiment
Faux hurt and pain
Superficial, artificial compassion
Feigned sadness and tears

You've got no fucking idea how this really feels
Grief Vampire
Just piss off back to your crypt
And leave me in peace

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Blythswood Square

She remembers she is hungry. She shoves a hand inside the leg of her boot.

Nothing.

She finds herself in Blythswood Square. The shadowy figure approaches her, but she is not afraid. It’s the fourth one tonight.

‘Twenty quid with’ she replies, ‘Twenty five without’.

She leads him down the darkened alley. Still, she is not afraid. He won’t last. They never do.

She reaches for the tissues from her pocket and wipes between her legs. She drops them to the ground as she slides the twenty pound note down into her boot. She puts the fiver inside her bra.

She strides down to Queen Street Station and pays the fifty pence to use the loo. It feels good to wash the stains from her body.

She ambles back up towards Sauchiehall Street to her favourite take away. She eats two slices of pizza with extra jalapenos, hoping to burn the taste of the men from her throat.

She stands outside, smokes a cigarette, and wonders what to do. She trudges back towards Blythswood Square.

Just two more, she thinks. Two more and I can go home.

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Mild Peril

I trace those old scars with my finger
I remember the fleeting pain
And the lasting relief

I never told anyone

I hope I'm not about to re-open old wounds

Literally
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‘My Dear’

You, my dear, are a cunt.

I'll maybe never have the courage to tell you to your face. 
But that doesn't make it any less true.

I will never forget what you have done to me.
I will certainly never forgive you.

Your words - like daggers.
Your tears - like acid.
Your heart - like stone.

They mean nothing to me.
You mean nothing to me.

For you, my dear, are a cunt.

Fact.

 

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The First

It's deeply distressing when you realise those close to you 
don't know you at all.

I mean I understand.
I put up walls.
Thick granite walls.
Very few people have the strength to break them down.

I'll never trust anyone ever again.
I'll never trust myself ever again.

Delete.
 
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Fuck You

Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
Fuck you fuck you fuck
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When…

When you are misunderstood is when you are alone.
When you are alone is when you have no one to talk to.
When you have no one to talk to is when you are silenced.
When you are silenced is when you suffer.
When you suffer is when you cry.
When you cry is when you are in pain
When you are in pain is when you erase yourself.
When you erase yourself is when you cease to exist.
When you cease to exist is when you are dead.
When you are dead is when you are happy.

When you are happy is when you are dead.  
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I(d)

Who knows why I do these things.
Even I don't know why I do these things!
I know they are stupid, pathetic and immature.
And yet I still do them.

I ruin peoples lives.
I fuck up people's lives because my life is fucked up too.
It's like a revenge I love to wreak, but feel guilty about, 
later. When it's over.

I just don't understand myself.
I make these things happen.
I lure people into my trap, spit them out 
and then ignore the consequences.
Sometimes I wonder why I drink too much, smoke too much
and delve into substance abuse...

It's to cheat myself from the truth.

I am a fuck up.
I am a fuck up who fucks up other people's lives,
just for the fucking sake of it.

You have no idea how bored I have become.
Of fucking that is.

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K.P

Although I miss you day by day,
My hatred for you grows.

I think of you in every way,
But can't convey my woes.

I think of all the things you've done 
And anger burns inside.

I think of all the laughs and fun,
From these truths I cannot hide.

You hurt me so much year after year,
But I still went back for more.

Now I shall now longer shed a tear,
You pathetic little whore.

I hope you die a prolonged death,
to punish you for wickedness.

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THEM

You attempt to tell them, but they won't listen.
You try to explain, but they can't understand.
You try to express yourself, but they dismiss you as mad.
You shout and you scream and you feel like crying,
But still they don't listen.

Every word you say is laughed at or brushed aside.
They can't understand you.
They've never been there.

Sometimes, just sometimes, you throw something at them
with the intent to prod or provoke.
And it does.
But only for a second.

Then they revert back to their normal selves, 
and walk away.
 
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