It rears it’s head
This time of year
The feeling of wishing
That I wasn’t here
I’ll try to push through
As best as I can
But I’d be lying to say
It wasn’t still a plan
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
It rears it’s head
This time of year
The feeling of wishing
That I wasn’t here
I’ll try to push through
As best as I can
But I’d be lying to say
It wasn’t still a plan
As the end
Draws ever near
I have to say
I’m feeling the fear
What will I do
If I don’t write
What will I do
With all this spite?
Pens Down
Nothing lasts
Forever
You know
Not you
Not me
And certainly not my poetry
(Originally Posted 17.02.2021)
This is still my answer
To most questions nowadays
All since that day
He went away
And I inherently changed
Passive
Who knows
And, quite frankly,
Who cares
(Originally Posted 27.11.2020)
I am guessing
From the title
That this one is about sex
Though I accept the fact
It is pretty abstract
So the truth may well be more complex
Bodies
When you push
And I pull
My head is silent
But my heart is full
(Originally Posted 10.10.2019)
It doesn’t matter
Who I ask
No one can answer me
So three years in
It’s time to begin
Living independently
?
What did I do
to deserve this?
Why did this
happen to me?
Where will
I end up now?
Who is coming
to save me?
(Originally Posted 30.09.2019)
I’ve written quite a few times
About the shit these tricksters say
But I cannot deny
Or explain why
She said what she did that day
The Psychic
She told me this would happen
When we met many moons ago
She knew you were in jeopardy
That you would reap what you sow
She sent an angel to watch over you
While I sat and took the piss
How I wish that I’d known then
It would all end like this
(Originally Posted 01.09.2019)
Are you sure?
Yes
Honestly?
No
Certainty
Do you want to?
Yes.
Will we?
No.
(Originally Posted 26.08.2020)
What would you do
If it was you
Would you risk it
Even though
You could lose
—
I have no idea
What I’d do here
So thank fuck
I don’t
Have to choose
Is this why we were put here
She said
To worship his favourite son?
I’m fucked if I know
He said
So let’s just have some fun
It
can't
get
much
worse,
can it?
He
said
Than
the
year
that
has
just
passed
Well
you've
fucking
jinxed
it
now
She
said
That
you've
gone
and
bloody
asked!
If
we
are
all
supposed
to be
stars
Why
do
some
shine
brighter
than
others?
I think you feel
The way I do
That your heart beats
Like mine does too
That your mind wanders
On the same path as me
That you also dream
Of when you’ll be free
Is
it
real
What
you
see?
Or
is it
just
Your
version
of me?
How long
Must I wait
For salvation?
Would I
have made
a different
choice
If I had
never
heard
your
voice?
Would I
live in a
different
place
If I had
never
seen
your
face?
Would your
death have
hurt me
this much
If I had
never
felt
your
touch?