Sorry. Not sorry.

I said sorry when I didn’t mean it.
I wanted to shrug off the shawl of unease
To try to please…
You ?
Me ?
God ?
I said sorry for something I didn’t do
But for my reaction to you.
It was a lie.
Just like yours.
Sneaky, impure.
I learned from the best after all.
But I take it back.
I didn’t mean to apologise
To the person who lies and lies.
You made your bed of those
And in it you repose.
You’re at peace with a life of strife
But I pity your future wife.
I’ll just be the crazy Ex
You’ll shrug your shoulders… Perplexed.
Oh I’m the one that got away.
I ran you see ? I ran and ran.

Sorry ? No I’m fucking not.

(C) Slumpless

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Shears to you

You wanted me to straddle.
A limb in each corner.
One burning with the uninhibited heat
The other, pale in life’s banal never-ending joke.
You enjoyed the tearing, the pulling apart
Not of my body.
Ah but of my dreams.
Do you know what torn hopes look like ?
They are jagged. Shorn. Shook from their mother’s milken tit.
Left to mew in the icy shadow of your shrug.

But I am made of moss and I flourish where roses die.
I don’t cry.
Not for you, you wicked thing.
Made worse by no awareness of your hacking.
A shears sheds no tears when flowers fall.
But I am no flower.
I am the tower.
So shears to you my dear.
Make sure you look me in the eye.
No not down there. Up. Up in the sky.
(C) Slumpless

Self- Charmer

You are a half beat between the thuds
A low hum behind the melody
A trickle of shadow on scorching ground
I will move towards you in the darkness
And my time will stagger to your glassy pace
A clink. A clunk. A jangle.
I crawl into cracks for you. To be with you.
I turn life on its head to be in your bed.
Thud. Ud.Thud. Ud. Thud.Ud.
That’s my heart in my ears
It’s all I hear.
You slash your way out of my skin
And it takes time to heal.
But I’m a self-harmer
My blade is a charmer.

(C)Slumpless

The Ending Story

I have a reckless soul
One that doesn’t know what’s good for the cage.
War and rage
Never end on a whimper
Always a clash.
Always a battle between
Flesh and beast.
No winners. Not me at least.
Or you.
I see our lives as infinite
A love that will never end
And you ?
You can’t even be friends.

It’s a hard sell to see it my way…

Maybe someday?

(C) Slumpless

Cut it out

One of these days I’ll learn to cut instead of hack
To pull instead of yank
To read the signs and run
Stop when it isn’t fun.

If he’s mean just let him loose.
Just do it. Do it. DO IT !!!

Instead I wait for a change
And in the process become deranged.
Push and poke until they cool
See me as nothing more than fool.
Maybe I need them to hate me
Maybe it’s the only way I’ll cut free.

Because if I love I can’t just stop

No matter how much you deserve the chop.

(C) Slumpless

Bled Blind

I wanted it all in a neat little box
Not scattered about like the remnants of a Christmas popper.
I wished to have dignity and be better this time
Not whine.

It’s all gone wrong you see?
There is no cellotape for this tear
No ribbon to make nice.
Nothing but ice.ice.

No baby.

It’s cold behind your back.
You block out all the sun.
But never mind , soon I will run.
I grow tired of trying to tidy
What am I really fighting for anyway ?
A shrug ? Another lie?
Why do I even try ?
Your veins were thick with it when I met you
I felt no fire.
You are nothing but vampire
And I have been bled blind.
(C) Slumpless

Fake it til I break it.

On a day like this I go the extra mile
For a smile

A little more lippy
So you can’t see the pain
You might even think I’m vain.
“Nothing wrong with you , you look fine”

But I’m good at faking it
Years of honing
Toning.
I have it down to a fine art.
I play the part well

To conceal my hell.

So if you see my in the street
Please retreat.
I may seem really cheery
But inside I’m nothing but weary.

(C) Slumpless