Saturday, 4 April 2026

Only love

 I can do you what you need.
Can you tell me why it hurts to breath?
Why I'm lost in my own company?
How I lost touch with my own family?
How the things I enjoyed 
Don't really matter to me?
Why the harder I try the deeper the rut?
Why the sniff is my only love? 

Friday, 3 April 2026

Hole

 Hole in the soul
Against the tide
9 to 5 blues
Dead mans shoes
But that's alright
Because we can't sleep at night.
Up all night we got demons to fight.
The call of the void keeps us awake.
The bitter taste of a wanted loves 
Like bitter lemonade.

The sun cracks a new day.

Make the most of every moment
They grow to quick,
Last call at the hug and pint
As my nose drips.
Excitement as the taxi is pretty quick. 
Try to get the back seat,
As talking I don't want to be the one
Asking the driver are they busy
Or long into his shift. 
Finally get where we plan to b, 
The party is in full swing.
Grabbed by the hand
And jump in with both feet. ,
Its okay, I have a warm embrace. 
So we spend the nite 
Talking shite,
As we knew would be part of the plan
Then on to puttinf the world to right
Taking up resident in the kitchen,
Which was
Amazing to say the lest
Til the sun comes up
To remind us we have to leave.

Wednesday, 1 April 2026

The random

 There's a point 4,
That keeps on calling me. 
Could sniff a gram 
Pretty easily. 
Every party I make, 
Everyones my best friend. 
All great to the drugs wear off again. 

Maybe in a hour I'll settle down. 
Another taxi and I'm gone again. 

The random at the party I'll always be. 
Everyones my friend 
Telling me, 
Your the best craic, 
My new best friend. 
Then my phone bleeps 
And I'm gone again. 

Maybe in a hour I'll settle down. 
Always the random, 
But when you got the bag 
The party never ends. 


Monday, 30 March 2026

One for luck.

 Something to take the edge of reality.
Downers to then help me sleep.
But over did the downers,
To the point I'm Jeff Buckley sad
With no one for to sing. 
One eye closed to focus,
Firing off messages
To whom it may concern.
Just to wake up, 
Knowing I'll never learn.
So one more for sadness,
One more for the boy
with a thorn in his side,
One more isn't a challenge,
Two more for luck.
One eyes closes to focus,
As another message I type.

Tuesday, 24 March 2026

What's the weather like?

Algorithm of the soul.
Scared to asked in case they say no. 
The pain of the mind 
That thinks it knows
And over thinks
Til it's destroyed everything good. 
While the rainy days seem endless. 
The clouds take over the sky. 
Bully the sun into submission. 
And the rain means 
Nothings dry. 
And will in the  soak you through. 
And rot sets in and grows 
Taking hold til you can't think what to do 
You focus on the bad, 
When there is actually so much good. 
And the pain could go away, 
Your nose could heal to. 
It's up to you start, 
Though hard when you are soaked through. 

Saturday, 21 March 2026

Wine


 A pint of wine by my bed
To help me sleep. 
I bit even going to bother brushing my teeth 
Thinking of texting girls 
I haven't spoke 
To and should leave be. 
Oh woe is me, 
But then again I've got alot. 
So maybe I should just wise up. 
Half a bottle down and I've bearly ate. 
Everyday I just want to numb and forget.