Being myself (poem)

Why is that I drive myself crazy, Stressing myself until my mind’s all hazy, I try to get outta bed but my body’s too lazy, It’s a daily routine..I can’t let it phase me.

Ghosts of yesterday continue to haunt me, Whispers of doubt continue to taunt me, Walking on eggshells around myself, Being myselfs no good for my health.

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Sharks in my head (poem)

Trying to escape the sharks in my head,

They swim at me whilst I’m laid in my bed,

I can’t swim..so I wait to die,

And look that bastard right in the eye,

As the shark chomps down I’m wide awake,

I don’t know much more of this I can take.

My mind is an ocean and i’m going to drown,

My mind is an ocean..thats why I frown.

Two day sesh (song)

Come and meet me mate for one cheeky stella,
the jukebox is on and its playing paul weller,
come on il sort you out til payday,
theres a JD waiting so come and play.

I told our lass it would just be one,
if i let her down then she’ll be gone,
when i say one..i mean one round each,
this pint now and a sex on the beach.

Now your here we’re out allnight,
drunken talk about the same old shite,
it all kicks off and we’re shot out the pub,
so we jump into a taxi and then into a club.

them coppers over there..they want us in a cell,
iv gotta feeling mate that this wont end well.

Inside the club and straight to the bar,
I dont think this twenty is gonna go far,
over to the fruity and hit the jackpot,
im getting us sambuca if u like it or not.

done with the shots  and we’re on the champagne,
one second sober..then it hits ya like a train,
you struggle to stand up you’re spilling ya drink,
no toilets are free so you piss in the sink.

Now we’re here..weve been out allnight,
drunken talk about the same old shite,
it all kicked off..we got shot out the pub,
we jumped in that taxi and came to this club

them coppers over there they want us in a cell,
iv gotta feeling mate that this wont end well.

Wake up in morning with a banging head,
fully clothed..puke all over the bed,
leave the house after getting a shower,
the match kicks off in under an hour.

flashbacks galore..dont remember a thing,
so i get out my phone and i give you a ring,
come and meet me mate for one cheeky stella,
the jukebox is on and its playing paul weller.

this wont end well

no it wont end well

this wont end well

no it wont end well

Welcome to my world (song/poem)

Awake again from a bad night’s sleep,
I try to focus but my minds too deep,
My Heart is bouncing..is this a heart attack?
Im all over..have I been smoking crack?
Just been sick..thats three times I’ve hurled,
Its just the norm..welcome to my world!

You see my smile..you see my eyes,
My smile is false..its full of lies,
Carrying the world but il try to fake it,
One last straw on my back will fuckin break it.

The day gets worse as it goes on,
This isn’t life..its just a con,
I get back up..and they beat me down,
They stand laughing..I just frown,
Back at home..in a ball im curled,
Its just the norm..welcome to my world.

You see my smile..you see my eyes,
My smile is false..its full of lies,
Carrying the world but il try to fake it,
One last straw on my back will fuckin break it.

Now im Laid in bed with pills and booze,
Like an open wound I start to ooze,
Can I be brave and down the lot?
It’s every day..how bad has it got?
Then I think of you and my day is twirled,
It’s just the norm..welcome to my world.

Rob

P.S keep the faith it does get better

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