I don’t even know
Why I write this shit
I don’t even like guns
Not one bit
If Only…
“Is that a gun in your pocket,
Or are you just pleased to see me?”
Bang.
(Originally Posted 17.02.2020)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I don’t even know
Why I write this shit
I don’t even like guns
Not one bit
If Only…
“Is that a gun in your pocket,
Or are you just pleased to see me?”
Bang.
(Originally Posted 17.02.2020)
I don’t often achieve perfection
But I think this is pretty much it
A healthy dose
Of what I feel the most
With just a little rapier-like wit
The Queen Bee
Oh, I’ll point many a finger
In order to right these wrongs
But for her I’ll reserve
The most passion and verve
And the sharpest of razor like tongues
(Originally Posted 26.01.2021)
I’m a little surprised
I wrote this
As it’s quite lyrical
For me
That is, of course,
If you ignore
The creepy imagery
How Long Has It Been Now?
From this cold embittered heart
I just cannot be prised apart
Like a leech feasting on a wound
Oh, is there any hope for me
From the past to be set free
And to love again become more attuned?
🖤
(Originally Posted 17.01.2021)
Does the milk go in
First or last
And does it
Really matter
It tastes the same anyway
At the end of the day
But for me,
It’s always the latter
‘Two Lumps Please’
To
help me
through
this
misery
Perhaps
I’ll
make
a drink
That
is what
they
say,
isn’t it?
A cup
of tea
solves
everything?
(Originally Posted 11.01.2020)
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)
As I lie here lamenting
My own demise
Please enjoy
This Halloween reprise
🎃
Body Snatchers
Far more terrifying
Than any soul left behind
Are the ghouls
Who camp out permanently
In the corners of my mind
(Originally Posted 31.10.2021)
As I lie here lamenting
My own demise
Please enjoy
This Halloween reprise
🎃
The Scottish Lair
Six
feet
under
All dark
and
gloomy
When
a small
voice
whispers
‘Welcome roomie…’
(Originally Posted 31.10.2020)
As I lie here lamenting
My own demise
Please enjoy
This Halloween reprise
🎃
Portent
There is no reprieve
For those who venture outside
As on All Hallows’ Eve
There’s nowhere to hide
(Originally Posted 31.10.2019)
Yet I didn’t slip away
Quietly
I remained
And caused a fuss
I got my head down
And stuck around
To tell the story
Of us
‘Slip Away, Quietly’
All
happiness
is fleeting
All
sadness
is depleting
I am
no longer
competing
As from
sanity
I am
retreating
(Originally Posted 14.08.2019)
Jesus.
I even depress myself sometimes,
So fuck knows how you feel.
Wallowing
I
could
lie
here
and
fade
away
I’m
neither
here
nor
there
Not
that
I expect
you
would
notice
Or
even
that
you’d
care
(Originally Posted 06.08.2020)
This could well be the inception
Of all those he said/she said pieces
And due to its reception
They’re now part of my ongoing thesis
The Deep
Do you think
we’ll make it
out alive,
she said,
hoping for
the truth.
I’m sure that
we’ll be fine,
he said,
with the
naivety
of youth.
(Originally Posted 08.07.2019)
‘You ruined everything good
Always said you were misunderstood
Made all my moments your own
Just fucking leave me alone’
“in this land
some of us fuck more than
we die
but most of us die
better than we
fuck,
and we die
piece by piece too…”
– Charles Bukowski
You are just
As fucked up as me
In fact
You’re actually
Much worse
For you think
You can
Bypass the plan
Whereas I just accept
The curse
A
new
year
begins
Bringing
with it a
new look
I hope
that you
like it
Considering
how fucking
long it took