If some of my poems
Are humorous
Albeit
A little dark
This one
Is deadly serious
And not just
A flippant remark
Hanging Around
I know it’s there
In the shed
Waiting for when
I choose death instead
(Originally Posted 23.12.2020)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
If some of my poems
Are humorous
Albeit
A little dark
This one
Is deadly serious
And not just
A flippant remark
Hanging Around
I know it’s there
In the shed
Waiting for when
I choose death instead
(Originally Posted 23.12.2020)
I guess I am
A misanthrope
Born as I was
Devoid of hope
Destined across
The world to mope
Forever trying
To avoid the rope
Misanthropic Me
People
never
cease to
disgust
and
disappoint
me in
equal measure
Perhaps
that’s
why my
life is
full of
discomfort
and
displeasure
(Originally Posted 09.10.2019)
I can hardly remember writing
Such a powerful piece
Although I can recall requiring
A medication increase
Yes Sir, No Sir
Okay,
okay,
I accept
defeat.
I’ll get up,
get dressed,
drink tea,
eat.
I’ll take
the pills
you say
I need.
I’ll be a
good wee girl,
like we
agreed.
(Originally Posted 11.09.2019)
It would’ve been all too easy
To enact the ultimate ‘au revoir’
So just in case I was tempted
I made sure to sell my car
#8 The Optimist
This is
A message
From your favourite
Depressive
To say all
Is well with me
Here’s hoping
It lasts
That those days
Have passed
And I don’t drive
Into a tree
(Originally Posted 02.09.2021)
I really am quite thankful
I no longer feel like this
Even though day to day
Things aren’t always okay
At least I’ve stopped thinking that shit
Shotgun
At
this
point
I’ll
try
anything
She
said
It
can’t
do any
harm
Then
you
should
take
this
one
He
said
It’ll
work
like a
charm
(Originally Posted 27.08.2020)
Pretending gets tiring
After a while
So in the end you stop
With no cylinders left firing
And an inibility to smile
It’s back up to that rooftop
It’s hard to explain what happens
When I’m standing alone up there
I’m just willing it all to end
To no longer have to care
I forget about everyone
And every little thing
It’s just me and the breeze
With the comfort it can bring
My mind is crystal clear
And I don’t hear a sound
As all of my focus is trained
On finally hitting the ground
Is this all there is now
Just sitting here killing time
Waiting for the next one to come along
Getting stoned and drinking wine
You see I’d rather not bother
Wasting all this time and effort
I’d prefer to end it here and now
And all my earthly ties sever
As I stand here I wonder…
Who would care, really?
Who would cry?
Who would be bothered to stop and ask why?
Should I? Shouldn’t I?
I couldn’t really go through with it though, could I?
Who would laugh?
Who would sigh?
Is it even possible from up this high?
And then I jump.
Without another care in the world,
or even so much as a goodbye.
(Originally Posted 17.06.2019)
Throwing up the contents
Of yet another hateful day
Wondering why I ever made
This ridiculous choice to stay
I know it’s there
In the shed
Waiting for when
I choose death instead
Take me back
To the sea
For it is where
I need to be
But please don’t think
That just because
You’ve emptied my pockets
It’ll be enough to stop it
For in the end
It will just be me
Sinking deep down
Into the depths of the sea
At
this
point
I’ll
try
anything
She
said
It
can’t
do any
harm
Then
you
should
take
this
one
He
said
It’ll
work
like a
charm
Please
just
walk
away
And
take
yourself
off home
I
don’t
want to
talk
I
want
to be
alone
Falling
Tumbling
Through the air
Wondering
What it’s like
Down there
People standing
With faces aghast
Yet I don’t care
As I breathe my last
One
day
I’ll
wake
up
And
I won’t
feel
this
strong
So
you’ll
find
me
Drowned
in the
river
And
back
where
I belong
I
don’t
want
to feel
better
I
don’t
want
to feel
at all
Yet another day with the urge to quit
How the fuck do I deal with it
Without you by my side
With all your love and kindness to me me denied
Perhaps I should just put it all to an end
Rather than continue going around the bend
As hanging on has never been worth it
Not when I face this tsunami of bullshit
Here
Another
pillNow
just
stay
stillDon’t
dare
scratch
that
itchYou’ll
just
pull
out
another
stitchThen
once
again
you
will
bleed
everywhereAnd
I
will
have
to
pretend
I
care