“Coping By Not Having To Cope”

When he died

And you’d nothing left

How did you deal

With the emptiness?

I filled it up

With pills and gin

In the vainest of hopes

I could forget him

And did you find

That it worked

They helped wash away

The pain and hurt

Some days did feel

Like less of a chore

But, in the end, the grief

Got too big to ignore

Tickets Please

I wrote this one

On a train

Unhappy with life

Once again


Insides

Another grey sky.
Another bleak landscape.
Another version of me.
Looking out,
Looking in.

(Originally Posted 04.06.2019)

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If only
I had
stayed
here

I’d have
known
what it
was like

To
live a
life of
happiness

Instead
of one
so full
of spite

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