Monday, 6 April 2026

The dog wants to go to bed

 The dog wants to go to bed.
I'm too lost in my head. 
Shadow boxing my old fights. 
Blind to my own downward spiral
That lead me here tonight, 
My hurt leading the way. 
I invited it to stay. 
We don't talk. 
Awkward, 
Looking at my phone or the wall. 
Too hurt to forgive, 
Too lost in the dark. 
Not too many chances, 
Drowning in my own sadness. 
Scared of things I can't see. 
Picking a scab that won't heal. 
Sleeping late, 
Finding it hard to have a reason to get up.
I'm my own worse enemy 
But I don't give up. 
There is more to life, 
Got to be. 
Soothe someone 
And use my hurt as their therapy. 
Another drink isn't the remedy. 

Sunday, 5 April 2026

Face not recognized

 Dreaming's cheating,
What are you at this weekend?
Self harm and over thinking.
Deappreciation.
But if I'm lucky some self medication.
Wondering if it's a cry for help?
Or am I just missing
A different world.
Longing to log out.
No ads for things I think about.
No friends requests
From spamming djs
Latest mix I never listen to anyway.
The quiet one from school,
Your sure would be a
Murderer one day.
Ads for things we don't need.
Posts from people
Who we never before seen.
The next viral vid, joke
Meme or something.
While we sit alone watching

Dreaming's cheating

Fluoxetine, 
Numbs you til everything is fine.  
No downs yet no Ups, 
No escape, 
No one to wake up beside in the morning 
And no help to or reason to sleep.  
Dreaming's cheating. 
What are you doing this weekend?
Self harm and over thinking! 
And I ask 
How do you know if it's a cry for help?  
And who will hear when your  
Arej ust by yourself?  
So I close the window it's cold. 
Another beer to soothe the soul. 
Lick the bag and try to keep some control.
For hell is a damaged person
Who has lost control. 
Eternal fire in a addicts eyes.
As they no longer get high, 
Just get further away from themselves. 
And closer to hell.
It's easy to laugh til the moment
You also fall. 

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.