Thinking back
To that night
A split decision
And your plane
Took flight
If I’d known then
What I do now
I’d have grabbed
Your hand
And never
Let go
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Thinking back
To that night
A split decision
And your plane
Took flight
If I’d known then
What I do now
I’d have grabbed
Your hand
And never
Let go
Do you know what I have learned
She said
In all my time here on this earth
Forget about the bridges you’ve burned
She said
And value your own self worth
One more drink
That’s all you need
For stories to tell
And wisdom to heed
I know you’re looking
To me for help
But I am just
As clueless myself
I’m Sorry
It hurt
to see
the pain
in your
eyes
I felt
every
ache
of your
heart
If only
I could
ease the
anguish
you feel
But
I’ve no
wisdom
left to
impart
(Originally Posted 10.09.2019)
“There’s no such thing as a long time ago. There’s only memories that mean something and memories that don’t”
– Sly Stallone (as himself)
What I have
Is not for you
It is mine and mine alone
If you want
What I have got
Fuck off and find your own
It was only
When I stopped
Keeping the peace
With those around me
That I finally
Found my peace
Within
“I wish neither to possess nor to be possessed. I no longer covet ‘paradise’. More important, I no longer fear ‘hell’. The medicine for my suffering I had within me from the very beginning but I did not take it. My ailment came from within myself, but I did not observe it, until this moment. Now I see that I will never find the light unless, like the candle, I am my own fuel, consuming myself.”
– Bruce Lee
“Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love.”
– Gabriel García Márquez
If you can’t win
Don’t lose
‘All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled.
It is the secret of their attraction.’
– Oscar Wilde
Please
She said
Pay me no mind
And try not think of me unkind
For I am
She said
To madness inclined
And peace I can no longer find
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I say?
Well done for putting up with this bullshit every day
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I see?
A weary acceptance that life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I feel?
An overwhelming sadness that time will never heal
If I spent time with my younger self, what would I do?
Tell them to pack a bag and run away with you
(Originally Posted 24.07.2019)
Dá fhada lá, tagann an oíche
– Seanfhocal Gaeilge
It hurt
to see
the pain
in your
eyesI felt
every
ache
of your
heartIf only
I could
ease the
anguish
you feelBut
I have
no wisdom
left to
impart
Live, laugh, love
Comes the wisdom from above
Stop, sob, spite
Is what gets me through the night