It may well be known
As the land of the free
But that’s not always how
It looks to me
Clarity
In the time it took
To load the gun
He realised how
His demons had won
(Originally Posted 13.12.2020)
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
It may well be known
As the land of the free
But that’s not always how
It looks to me
Clarity
In the time it took
To load the gun
He realised how
His demons had won
(Originally Posted 13.12.2020)
You may look remorseful now
And you may appear contrite
But let’s see how you act
When I tell them the fact
You nearly killed me that night
On Borrowed Time
You can sit there all you want
My friend
Picking at your thumbs
But you and I know
How this will end
When the day of reckoning comes
(Originally Posted 01.06.2021)
‘But if the answer isn’t violence,
neither is your silence’
I fucking hate Christmas
Just like Christmas hates me
Walking on eggshells all day
Faking smiles around a tree
I learned when I was five
Santa doesn’t deliver for free
That he prefers ‘good little girls’
And the one he favoured that year was me
As an adult I’ve tried to make it better
To erase him from my memory
But I still fucking hate Christmas
Just like Christmas hates me
After all the wailing
And gnashing of teeth
There’s no point in being violent
From now on
With my spirit long gone
All my screams will be silent