As The Night Wears On

Turning up here

An armful of beer

The epitome of niceness

But the look on your face

As I call you a disgrace

Is absolutely fucking priceless

It Never Lasts

Things can only get better

He said

If you keep up this attitude

It’ll be gone within the day

She said

Along with my good mood

Fake As Fuck

That’s really amazing news

She said

I’m so very pleased for you

Now let’s just leave it there

She said

As you wouldn’t want the truth

Liberté d’Expression

I know that it must seem

She said

Like I’m arrogant and self centered

But that’s not it at all

She said

I just write how I feel uncensored

You Don’t Fool Me

I don’t care 

That you didn’t mean it

Or if just to deflect 

You moved to attack

As now I know how you seethe

Underneath

And you can never take that back 

On With The Show

Save your cheers

Your whoops and applause

I don’t deserve it

I’m inherently flawed

And please don’t say

That’s why you love me

Because that’s even worse

Than just clapping would be

Gritted Teeth

The hardest part

About being depressed

Isn’t crying

Every day

The hardest part

About being depressed

Is pretending

You’re OK

Adequate

I’ll never have

The perfect body

I’ll always be

An imperfect soul

So to get through each day

Without further decay

That

Is the fucking goal

I See You

You’ll say

You didn’t mean it

And it was

An honest mistake

But you’re a shit actress,

Quite frankly

So I know exactly

Just what point

You were trying to make

Foretold

You say that I am crazy 

And always take things

To extremes 

But I know full well

That you lie to me

Even in my dreams

Wronged Parties

I just don’t understand

He said 

Why she would try to tear us apart 

Because the cost of true love

She said 

Is always someone else’s heart

Straight Up

If you knew

Anything about me

You’d know that shit

Isn’t my style

I’d say

To your face

That you’re a cunt

And not hide it

Behind a smile

Showtime

Time to tell your truth

He said

To stand up and face the crowd

I’m not sure how I’ll cope

She said

Saying all this stuff out loud

Showdown

The day

Is getting closer

The hour

Is drawing near

Will I find a way

My truth to say

Or will I simply cower

In fear

Hiding In Plain Sight

It’s looking like

We got it wrong again

Because of his persona

We missed their pain

And although, I’m sure,

He’ll issue his refrain

Any protest now

Must surely be in vain

On Mute

I don’t think

You were hiding

But you just genuinely

Didn’t know

When I would ask

“How are you feeling”

About

The impending blow

Taking to Bed

Some days

I feel ok

And how I present

Is true

But on other days

This deep malaise

Makes faking it

Too hard to do

In The Doldrums

Tongue tied

Dead inside

Lying

On my bed of nails

Forever lonely

Seeing true love only

In films

And fairy tales

Widows

We need support

When traumatised

Not to be attacked

Or demonised

Something we wish

That you’d realise

When losing them

Leaves us paralysed

Fatalism

The lighter’s scritch

Scratches the itch

Of yet another

Nicotine hit

So I flick the switch

And cross the stitch

On yet another day

I didn’t quit

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