Dear working class white boy, Put down your PlayStation toy, Get out and knuckle down, Get up and on your feet, Get out and off the street, Working class white boy. You could be anything you dreamed, Get out of this heartbreak hell.Stand up and break the spell, Get out your bedroom cell, Working class … Continue reading Working class white boy.
A long time, A long time, A long time, That took a long time, And it's put me off, Doing that again, Couldn't even remain friends, So much hurt, It's been a long time. I feel the climbing I've been doing, My muscles straining, I know I'm almost at the goal, No turning back now, … Continue reading A long time.
You wind me up on purpose To spark a reaction Talk about girls Your random attractions Obsessing over tits and arse That's not an attractive idea That's not an attractive look And that's not a way to get me to fuck But you continue to act like a puppy on speed A man with crack … Continue reading Wind up
I can be beautiful, I can be cool, I can be good looking, I can be warm, But I can be all of them and people still wouldnt notice that, I'm more than my looks, I am more than just anonymous, I am the person you drive past ever day and splash the puddles in … Continue reading I can be beautiful.
For the best part things seemed to be bubbling over for me mentally. In reflection Summer greated us with tremendous thunder storms. I remember you texting me one evening when you went round the corner to play warhammer games with a friend. The lightening was so bright and the thunder was a beautiful drumming sound … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 23- theres always rain after a storm.
Don't stop writing, Let words give you courage to keep on, Fighting. Let flames go on their own, Without you smouldering them.... Let the damage burn, Don't touch. Let them cool whilst you recover them, Don't stop writing, For it is your freedom to feel whatever you wish, Without the judgement of harsh characters, In … Continue reading Fighting
I miss it, But I'm so damn grateful that I'm so far away from that place, I hate that I think of it, But I know where I am, I'm in such a safer environment, It's slightly distressing in the back of my memories, The house was beautiful, I imaged dancing holding wedding drapes, Scrubbing … Continue reading One last thought before bed