That’s it
I’m done
I have had
Enough
There is no
More smooth
To soften
The rough
And I know
That I seem
Pretty hardy
And tough
But trust me
I’m made
Of nothing like
The stuff
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
That’s it
I’m done
I have had
Enough
There is no
More smooth
To soften
The rough
And I know
That I seem
Pretty hardy
And tough
But trust me
I’m made
Of nothing like
The stuff
We don’t have
To decide tonight
We can talk
Again tomorrow
Let’s not allow
The dying light
To lead us both
Back into sorrow
She who was once vivacious
Grew ever weary from the pain
And though she remained flirtatious
She never truly loved again
As Time Goes By
From
happy
souls
the
lifeblood
drains
Until
nothing
but
the
darkness
remains
🖤
(Originally Posted 17.01.2020)
I’d rather just sit
In the corner and brood
As for your ‘humour’
I’m not in the mood
No Laughing Matter
I swear to you right now
On all that is good and holy
Your jokes rarely do anything
But kill me fucking slowly
(Originally Posted 12.01.2021)
I already want to go back to sleep
And I haven’t even woken up yet
(Originally Posted 08.04.2019)
I am so tired
I want to go home
To sit in the quiet
All on my own
For I’ve had enough
Of this battle of wills
I just need some silence
To cure my ills
My
head
hurts
today
Just as
much
as my
heart
I need
coffee
and a
cigarette
Then
I’ll
make
a start
Seriously
now
I need
some sleep
For if
I don’t
A lid on it
I won’t keep
Thankfully,
tiredness
descends.
As upon
sleep,
sanity
depends.
Why do
I bother
coming
to bed
It’s not
like I
can
sleep
All I
do is
fucking
lie here
Overthinking
and
counting
sheep
Saturdays are made for staying in bed all day.
But it's so cold and lonely, in here, without you.