I've been having a hard time sleeping for a few weeks, and it might be a cliche but I thought try and make something out of it. I also know that most poetry is shit so this will probs fall into that category, but here we go anyway
Hi police, and my MP
Maybe I wouldn't be mad if you didn't lie about me
Maybe I'm blaming you as the abuser
That you're the reason that I'm a user
But fuck you people anyway
You're bullies and you can bury thoughts miles away
But I watched this one kid as he died
I tried to help but he was was only nine
So fuck you and fuck all your excuses, all your abuses, all your cover ups and all your brotherly love
I didn't just watch him die, I saw loads, he was just the youngest,
I wanna know how big the bung was
When you told Murdoch that I did this
I stole my friends wallets while I took a piss
Cos the fact is I'm just looking at the ceiling
At 5am while I can just hear people screaming
I'm not sure if I should get a snack out the fridge or jump off a bridge. That sounds quite mean to my family but it's how that my mind has been. It just seems that there's no way out of this prob, it's extreme.
I do know that I've wasted my last decade. The last one I had where I could take any action, get myself going and get myself traction. It's all on down to me and I'm on my knees, I've lost any belief
What's happened is I have gone backwards, gakwards. Not even that I haven't had that for beards.
Just what booze does to me is weird these days, it changes my ways. A few pints with my mates and I'm totally up for what anyone says
So it's like a film that you're half way through and you know that nothing will improve, make that move so you just walk out, without any doubt
So you start thinking maybe there's only one way you can fix this. I just know it upsets us.
If I thought that it wouldn't hurt my friends and my fam, then you'd only talk in the past tense about this man.
Hi police, and my MP
Maybe I wouldn't be mad if you didn't lie about me
Maybe I'm blaming you as the abuser
That you're the reason that I'm a user
But fuck you people anyway
You're bullies and you can bury thoughts miles away
But I watched this one kid as he died
I tried to help but he was was only nine
So fuck you and fuck all your excuses, all your abuses, all your cover ups and all your brotherly love
I didn't just watch him die, I saw loads, he was just the youngest,
I wanna know how big the bung was
When you told Murdoch that I did this
I stole my friends wallets while I took a piss
Cos the fact is I'm just looking at the ceiling
At 5am while I can just hear people screaming
I'm not sure if I should get a snack out the fridge or jump off a bridge. That sounds quite mean to my family but it's how that my mind has been. It just seems that there's no way out of this prob, it's extreme.
I do know that I've wasted my last decade. The last one I had where I could take any action, get myself going and get myself traction. It's all on down to me and I'm on my knees, I've lost any belief
What's happened is I have gone backwards, gakwards. Not even that I haven't had that for beards.
Just what booze does to me is weird these days, it changes my ways. A few pints with my mates and I'm totally up for what anyone says
So it's like a film that you're half way through and you know that nothing will improve, make that move so you just walk out, without any doubt
So you start thinking maybe there's only one way you can fix this. I just know it upsets us.
If I thought that it wouldn't hurt my friends and my fam, then you'd only talk in the past tense about this man.