Malongering

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My sad eye is pressed up against the wall

I heard the nightingale’s silent call

Out there everything shimmers

You  in the middle of a lake that glimmers

Flora and fauna and mossy roads

Faeries and pixies and croaking toads.

Water spouting out your finger

A thousand reasons to let me linger

Staring out at your bright world

Ignoring the fact that I’m being absurd.

Is it better to have a crack

Or does it just highlight what I lack?

(c) Slumpless

Wash-up!

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Just do the washing-up already

Pick the clothes up from the floor

Write that book you’ve been talking about

Paint that peeling door.

Just go for a relaxing walk

Sit and read a book

Cook that cake you wanted to

Give that film a look.

This is what my brain says

Day after day after day

But my soul just wants to sit here

And the world to go  away.

(c) Slumpless

 

 

It’s not you . It’s me. It’s anybody.

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I’m warning you now.

Don’t let me do it.

Don’t let me fall for you.

You say you want casual.

But this talent I lack.

I never stay on track.

I freewheel and lose the road.

Heavy load. Heavy load.

Once you’re in. You’re in in.

That’s it , I’m done.

It’s no fun

Not for me.

Not for you.

This need, this desire

Will last longer than you’ll think it should

You’ll be surprised

‘ Am I really that good?’

That’s what you’ll wonder

As I’m torn asunder.

But if it’s any consolation

You’re not.

You’re nothing special

No magic power.

You’re a character in a play

And it’s the play . The story.

You’re just the understudy.

But I will always stick to this script.

(c) Slumpless

 

Pickle

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Oh pickled longing

I had put you on the shelf

Was hoping you would taste better

When the acerbic nature of life was absorbed by you.

You only grew stronger. More flavor formed.

I won’t get very far

With my want locked in a jar.

(c) Slumpless

Tunnel

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The worst thing is that I had begun to dream again

Pictured a life where things might go well

Now I’m back to hell.

Ground zero once more.

Maybe that’s why I’m sore.

Filled with envy for those of you who just

‘Get along with it’.

Oh and I do …sometimes.

But then the black comes in and pushes me down

And I run each time.

I try. I try. I quit.

I can’t seem to go through the tunnel.

Can’t seem to reach the light

No matter how hard I fight.

Some of us will always be at the tunnel door

While you run forward.. gaining more.

(c) Slumpless

 

Just a pill

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I am writing this post to highlight the effect contraceptive pills can have on your mental health. Ladies I’m not dissuading you from contraception but rather asking you to be aware of the effects it can have on your moods and not be afraid to try various options until you find the right one. ‘May cause mood swings’ sounds so benign but based on my personal experiences those mood swings can make you and break you:

It’s just a pill.. try it and see

But that pill could break me

The world can turn black on that little white sphere

You don’t understand?

You’ve seen ‘The Matrix’?

Well it’s the same… ish

I mean this pill has powers to change my world

To remove the illusion of the life I lead

It can create pools of bubbling anger I never knew I had

Make the green eyed monster appear.

But I’m no ‘Neo’

When I’m in it , I can’t fight.

Can’t see the light.

So no it’s not just a pill

It’s not just a mood swing

It’s is the pendulum and I am in the pit.

(c)Slumpless

Extra Ordinary

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Wow who knew? I do have superpowers after all!

With a mere flick of my wrist and a dab of extra butter and cheese

I can become completely invisible!

The guy didn’t hold the door for me.

The boy in the shop didn’t try to converse.

They don’t stare anymore.

The men. The women.

They don’t stare.

I used to hate it.

Used to turn beet red.

But now I have an invisibility cloak

And although I try to shrug it off.

It weighs heavily on me.

But what’s worse.

Is the reverse.

I see the ‘fat guy’ with new eyes

He too is in disguise.

(c) Slumpless