Tapping Out

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

Ultimatums

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

Diluted

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)

The Clown

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)

Tiredness

I already want to go back to sleep

And I haven’t even woken up yet

(Originally Posted 08.04.2019)

Running On Empty

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

Forty Winks

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

Saturdays are made for staying in bed all day.
But it's so cold and lonely, in here, without you.

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