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It has just turned seven On a Saturday eve I should be sat downstairs With the kids on my knees But I am laid up in bed, alone and in such pain As my old black dog Paces up and down to a new...
One bad day in a bad week at the end of a bad year, Sat alone in an empty flat with an empty bottle of beer.
The frog had no friends. He lived alone in a hole in the mud. He had a wife once but she was eaten.
Theres a light in the darkness. Its getting closer too. When it reaches my heart then all will be good again. Now im grey and tired. Soggy and dried out. But ive found it never helps to pout.
My mind is too fuzzy right now. It's way to fuzzy to breath. My mind is too fuzzy right now. And I'm hoping that somebody sees. Cause I'm lying here alone. All these marks upon my soul. I'm dyin here.
The dark seemed to glow that night. Everything seemed different, but somehow reminded me of the past, in each blink.
It's the sound of raindrops falling, That makes me want to cry. Beating away to their little tune, Water falls from our eyes. Blackness overtakes my world, I drown in misery and sorrow.
She feels the free wind against her hair,. As cold and piercing as her waring stare,. Her tired eyes give into the midnights call,. The quiet whispering beckoning a fall,.
#tipsyntiredsongs The Opusses I tag as #tipsyntiredsongs are lyrics composed to be sung and should be published on YouTube in the future on my group's channel: Tipsy & Tired. I hope you enjoy them.
Darkness falls. So do I, Felled like an oak, or maybe more like a little birch. The axe wasn't sharp enough to finish the job in one swing...
It's a question of time. You made me smile. You made me cry. I loved you and i hated you. I found you beautiful and I found you ugly. You loved me and you hated me. I hated myself too, don't worry.
She awoke, the cold light of morning creeped through the drapes as if it were planned to rise her from the cold dead she sleep she bestowed onto herself, bottle still in hand, third night in a row.
This life, lost -I no longer believe the need. This life, too dark -I often, cry, bleed. This life, encompassing -takes too much out, doesn't let me scream.
#acrostic. *a chance I've misunderstood the word. More and more I lose all hope. Each morning it's harder to rise. Light seems so dull and ever so bleak. An emptiness I hold inside.
#repostthatnobodysaw My mother brings me here Every day for an hour, She thinks it will help, But it just makes my mood sour.
My mind is a mess of my thoughts inside. Every-time, wishing it was me that died. Lost in seas of blackest tar. All alone, at least thus far. Never did she ever think, future.
#acrostic. Maybe it's time to ask for help. Engage with a stranger and say. Look just stand there and listen. And let me get this pain out. Nowadays the desolation wins. Chased by repeated nightmares.
I'm standing on a bridge, I'm waiting in the dark, I thought you'd be here, Not looking in the park.
I stepped in the elevator on my deepest of days. Thinking of the sorrow I've endured for years. Thinking about the scars on my wrists and stomach. Thinking about why they are there.
No one understands the stress, No one gets the trouble, Often I wish I was them, Outside my little bubble.
#acorn. Not feeling the pain anymore. Staring all day and night at the floor. Not wanting to cry anymore. My tears are dry as I told you before. Not wanting to talk anymore.
She never realized how much she hated herself until she stopped talking. She told herself that she had nothing of value to say and that nobody wanted to hear her. So she stopped.
Sometimes I think it'd be easier to just die, pass away, croak. Leave the anxiety, stress and immense overwhelming feelings.
I leave the door shut and clean just one cut So it's nothing but Echoes and thick streaks of smutt I used to be pretty Life thought it was witty and city, the whole world just granted me pity I'm...