Has it never occured to you
She said
Even after all this time
That maybe your mistrust
Fucked things up
And this is all your fault
Not mine?
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Has it never occured to you
She said
Even after all this time
That maybe your mistrust
Fucked things up
And this is all your fault
Not mine?
It strikes me as you speak
She said
Just how unhappy you are
And I haven’t even been
He said
That forthcoming so far
I know that it must seem
She said
Like I’m arrogant and self centered
But that’s not it at all
She said
I just write how I feel uncensored
She said she’d written it
About herself
When I saw her
On TV
But there’s no way
She could portray
The exact same feelings
As me
If anyone asked
About my rhymes
I would most likely show them this
It’s an apt expression
Of my abject depression
And defines my blog’s premise
Innards
Like a
bird
Trapped
in it’s
cage
I sing
of love
and
lament
Bleeding
both
Introspective
rage
And
embittered
discontent
(Originally Posted 28.10.2020)
I probably did write this
On a Tuesday
Fuelled by coffee
And nicotine
But in truth
This could’ve been posted
On any given day
Back in twenty nineteen
Tuesday
I called in sick for work today.
My heart just couldn’t come out to play.
All I’ve done is lie in bed
Filled with thoughts of fear and dread.
With nausea consuming every movement,
My mood shows no sign of any improvement.
I hate existing like this.
Full of anger, self loathing and all that shit.
I wonder how much more emotion can I conceal
Before I decide to end it all for real
(Originally Posted 03.09.2019)
Three years on
From writing this
And that strength still eludes me
Don’t get me wrong
I can, at times, be strong
But my future still looks pretty gloomy
08.08
So it’s another birthday
And what a day it has been
If I’d have known last year
What I know now
I would have jacked it all in
But I suppose now it’s time
At this ripe old age
And much to my chagrin
To find a way of moving forward
And discover the strength within
(Originally Posted 09.08.2019)
It’s like reading
Someone else’s words
Lines
From a different story
But the heartache and pain
Mine they’ll always remain
So for those, I will take the glory
Poems From Another Time
It’s like reading
Someone else’s words
Listening
To someone else’s story
But the heartache
And the pain
That’s still all mine
(Originally Posted 18.07.2021)
I can remember when I wrote this
Even though it was some time ago
I was lying in bed
Alone in my head
When that song came on the radio
I’d heard it many times before, of course
As it played through my headphones
But this time was different
As my tears fell quicker, and
I felt it in my bones
‘Silence Like A Cancer Grows…’
Back here alone
In this room again
With the darkness
My old friend
Praying for someone
My wounds to tend
Ever hopeful
This pain will end
(Originally Posted 13.07.2020)
If you lowered your expectations
I reckon we’d be OK
But if you feel it integeral
To keep me on that pedestal
It’ll only end in dismay
‘All The Time…’
If I
could
be
Who
you
want
Me
to
be
Perhaps
then
we
Would
both be
happy
(Originally Posted 21.05.2020)
What can you do
When the words won’t flow
When you have exhausted
Every topic you know
Perhaps all there is
Is to put down the pen
And hope that one day
You’ll be hurt again
I am so tired
I want to go home
To sit in the quiet
All on my own
For I’ve had enough
Of this battle of wills
I just need some silence
To cure my ills
I really
cannot
wait to
driveAll
along
that
rugged
coastTo
settle
in those
mountainsAnd
mourn
who
I miss
the mostXxx
I can’t
believe
it’s taken
All this
time to
see
That the
bully is
not you
But,
actually,
it’s me
Spending
another
day at
home in
reflective
solitudeWas much
preferable
to seeing
you and
your shitty
attitude