Galaxies

If
I was
to decide

To
leave
this
place

It
would
still
be you

I’d
find

In
any
time or
space

Ruminating

Will
there be
someone
else
for me

Or
will
I forever
remain
bereft?

For
all I’ve
felt is
numb
you see

Ever
since
the day
you
left

Ter(rain)

I’ll
take
your
hand

If
you
are
frightened

I’ll
hold
you
hair

If
you
get
sick

I’ll
even
lead
you

To
the
path
of
enlightenment

If
you’re
really
fucking
quick

Stale

He
reaches
over for
my hand

Thinking
that
I’ll
understand

But
I don’t

He’s
hoping
that
I will
be grand

Living
in this
no man’s
land

But
I won’t

Staid

Is
that
it
now

Are
we
finally
done?

As I
would
like
to go
out
now

And
have
a bit
of
fun

Three Score And Ten

Some
days
it feels
like
forever

Others
it feels
like a
minute

But no
matter
how
much
time has
passed

Life’s
still
shit
without
you
in it

Xxx

(Never) Ending Hostilities

Whoever
told
me to
forgive
you was
wrong

There’s
no way
we can
ever
get
along

For
you
are
just a
loathsome
swine

Who’s
not worth
another
second
of my
time

Circling

Like
vultures

Eyeing up
the bones

Of those of us
who went before

Now rotting
on the stones

It’s The Small Things That Hurt The Most

How long does it take

To only reach for one mug

To only set out one plate

To programme the heating to come on at seven

Instead of leaving it too late

To only buy one pint of milk

To only get one lottery ticket

To stop saying hello as you walk in the house

Because there’s none else in it

‘Interlude’

Time has dragged on today

Even more than most

It started off quite well too

Sitting down with tea and toast

But then the clock seemed to stop

At some point this afternoon

When opening up my laptop

Did nothing to lift the gloom

And as the evening drew itself in

I’ve sat here all alone

Thouroughly bored in my own skin

Barely stifling a groan

So now I guess I’ll go to bed

And lie there on my own

Until the clock stops in my head

And I dream in monochrome

Hail Mary

You’d think
now I
have more
time on
my hands

I’d be
thinking
about the
future and
making plans

Yet I
sit here
dwelling on
that one
transgression

Knowing
it’s too
late now
give my
confession

Stricken

Recent
events
have
taken
their
toll

On
my
body
and
my
mind

I
just
wish
I
could
go
back
to
when

I
didn’t
feel
so
sick
inside

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