I’ll be going on a journey
Down my very own memory lane
Back to the start of my WordPress life
To the advent of my pain
So please forgive me if you find
You are reading some posts again
But I feel the need to relive
Both the madness and the sane
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’ll be going on a journey
Down my very own memory lane
Back to the start of my WordPress life
To the advent of my pain
So please forgive me if you find
You are reading some posts again
But I feel the need to relive
Both the madness and the sane
That’s it all done now
There’ll be no more
Or no less
Thank you for living
Through this with me
And not minding all the mess
Four years ago
You left my side
And I still feel fucking sick
Even though I know
Death is inevitable
I still blame you, you prick
Xxx
It was easier when I was angry
When I was filled with hate
When I wanted nothing more
Than your head on a plate
It’s harder now I’m ‘better’
As the bitterness subsides
For all I have been left with
Is this hollowness inside
So who’s fault is it then
Yours or mine
Who was it that took this
Over the line?
Was it me
With my brutality
And supposed lack of rationality?
Or was it you
And your crew
With fuck all else with your time to do?
Either way it doesn’t matter
As the line has now been crossed
It’s just a shame that we’ll never know
Which one of us won or lost
I always
thought
being
with you
was hell
Seems
the boredom
of being
without you
is worse
Xxx
Time heals
Or so they say
Well, let me tell you
They fucking lie
Time does nothing
But march on
And you’re left
With no right to reply
4am
And my demons
Want revenge
Again
I really did love you, you know
I wish I’d told you so before
And now you’re gone
Nothing can be done
But to regret it
Forevermore
Xxx
‘I get along without you very well,
Of course I do.
Except perhaps in spring.
But I should never think of spring,
For that would surely break my heart in two’
‘The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.
I broke something, Old Man.
How badly is it broken?
It’s in a million little pieces.
I’m afraid I can’t help you.
Why?
There’s nothing you can do.
Why?
It can’t be fixed.
Why?
It’s broken beyond repair. It’s in a million little pieces.’
– James Frey
Walk down the aisle with me?
She said
The bakery aisle, that is
I thought you were being serious
He said
And my heart just skipped a beat
Xxx
Nearly twenty years together
And what do I have to show
Just a blackened heart
Now we’re three years apart
And sadness the status quo
Xxx
I wouldn’t thank you
For diamonds
And I don’t care
About pearls
I couldn’t give
Less of a shit
For all the stars
In the world
I just want you
Back here with me
If only
For a minute
For my life
Has lost it’s sparkle
Without you
Still in it
Xxx
I always thought
We’d empty the bucket
Before you actually
Kicked it
Xxx
We’ve already missed our moment
She said
So it’s best we don’t meet again
I know you love someone else
He said
But I’d still like to be your friend
I know
You’ll never ask again
I know
I missed my time
I know
You no longer feel the same
I know
You’ll never be mine
I guess I should be better now
Is that what you’re trying to say
I should be all sweetness and light
Having locked the darkness away
Well I’m sorry to disappoint you
But that’s not how this shit works
Time doesn’t heal all wounds
In fact it makes it worse
See whilst the world moves itself on
I fall further and further behind
For the pain of his loss is lifelong
And to that I am resigned
Xxx
If you no longer love each other
Then what’s the fucking point
Just staying together to destroy each other
Noses permanently out of joint
Why not just call it quits
As it’s clear neither of you tries
That has to be better than being miserable
Until one of the two of you dies
There’s nothing left to say
She said
Now my future is on track
You once took my breath away
She said
But now I want it back
“So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?”
– Hunter S. Thompson
Once upon a time
When I was ill
I truly believed
That this was it
I couldn’t see
Anything else for me
But another day
Drowning in shit
But now life is better
I have found
And I can finally
See a plan
So it is time
To return that rope
As quickly
As I can
I wish
I could
Take it back
All this time
That’s gone
To waste
Now
You’ll never know
Who I am
Because of
A choice
Made in haste
The kettle
Boils faster
Now it’s only filled
For one
Xxx
“Justice and humaneness have never gone hand in hand. The law is not a sentimental comedy.”
– Captain Watkin Tench
‘The trouble is,
You think you have time’
– Bhudda
Things are fine
Most of the time
I quite forget
That you even got ill
But then I’ll drink wine
And from nowhere, time
Once again
Stands still
Xxx
It’s funny how
The world went on
Like it didn’t miss
The fact you’d gone
Xxx
If only you’d seen
What these eyes have seen
Perhaps then
You could understand
If it was you crying
As he lay dying
You’d know why I made
That demand
I’ve never felt
More alone
Than I do now
In my own home
‘Time time time
See what’s become of me’
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