My Life’s Work

At least you

Can look away

When the misery

Ensues

But these aren’t just

Words to me

They are actually

My issues


Well, You Asked…

Although
I find
your
writing
talent
genuinely
quite
considerable

Reading
your
words
over
again
really
does just
make me
miserable

(Originally Posted 28.01.2020)

Self Soothing

As much as I love

That you read my words

And you praise them

Like you do

You have to know

As I deliver each blow

That I write more for me

Than you


Hecklers

Has
anyone
ever
told
you to
stop

He
said

With
these
bullshit
rhymes
you
spew

Oh
many,
many
times

She
said

And
I told
them
to piss
off
too

(Originally Posted 27.01.2021)

The Flow

Most days the process is simple

Words flow as easy as the pain

But I feel so numb at times

That when it comes to rhymes

I doubt they will ever flow again


The Writer’s Anguish

I don’t
think
I have
anything
to say

Today

Perhaps
there
will be
more
sorrow

Tomorrow

So
I will
wait to
pick up
my pen

Then

For
I fear
I wouldn’t
even
know how

Now

(Originally Posted 25.01.2020)

Look Away Now

I don’t write

About nice things

Love and all that shit

If you want to read

About nice things

You won’t like this one bit


All That Matters

Not much of this is pretty

Very little here is smart

Quite often it is shitty

But it’s always from the heart

(Originally Posted 10.01.2021)

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