Twinnies

Born alone and I’ll die alone.

Pulled out as a single,

wishing I was a twin.

Unable to focus alone,

my life will never be complete.

Drugs and alcohol convince me,

that I’m not alone.

Until I wake up and realise

I am truly, and will always be

Alone.

Before

Travelling meant so much

Travelling meant so little

A backpack and a bodged head lamp

Unwilling security and duty free baccy

Pissed before take off

I was neva gonna win

Landing in this familiar town

Let me show you around

Each time I fly

I fly, I fly further

Losing grip on the real world

But to be honest

What’s real?

Gin & Tonic

Chief stew to bed

I find myself pouring another drink

One is too many

1000 ain’t enough

But each night as the evening closes

I am all alone

Unsupervised

Un aware

That as that first drink hits my lips

Warms the belly,

Cheers me up.

I know I will not be here to see the evening close down

Ive grown accustomed to this hangover

Palming off sobriety from each day to the next

Perhaps I would be happier

Perhaps I would be stronger

Perhaps I would be better

But I will never know

As I will never see the end of a close down.

Truth

We are born alone,

and we most definitely,

die alone.

Buster

When theres is something strange
Living in your head.
Who you gonna call?
No one

If theres something weird
Going on inside.
Who you gonna call?
No one

If you’re seeing things
Running through your head.
Who you gonna call?
No one

I am afraid of myself.