This PMT Thingy

Once in every month
The days are filled with shite
And sometimes anger
With lots of pain
And sometimes laughter
Oh I long to be free 
From this curse 

From this PMT thingy 

With crying times
The downs
The ups
I’m feeling frustrated 
 

I’m feeling raw  

All wired up wrong on this PMT thingy

Into work I go
I don’t want to
I feel tender
Insecure

The terrible frustration has to go

In and out of anger
Will it come out?

This PMT thingy? is shite

Striking out
The demons are loose
The devils inside me
I’m wearing the devils boots
This PMT thingy riding high

I hope not?

Oh no I let out
Damn!
Sweet jesus
The devil is out 

This PMT thingy devil speaks!

Let’s fly
Let’s rock

Kick ass this PMT is class
All on it’s own
This demon inside my soul
Shouting with anger
Red in my face
Tears rolling down and down
I’m angry 
Fed up
Shite!
Rough 

I apologise

It’s OK love

To a customer
It’s just 

This PMT thingy look!
Eyes rolling
Red and angry 

This PMT thingy got topside

Someones got it in the neck

I’m up and I’m down
Once in every month
This curse
This demonic curse 
Killing my smile
Killing my love 

This PMT thingy is let loose

Calls on me
Knocking at my door

It’s war!

Don’t come near me
This dragon is out
Keep well away
I might just shout!

Oh what?

Oh what?

Is this PMT thingy about?

Go away I want to feel good

What about a pill
Or red bull
More more!
Yeah! 

I’m happy now
Has it gone?

This PMT thingy 
What a show
All singing
All dancing
This PMT thingy
Is king of all women 

Feeling shite
Feeling rough
Feeling raw
Angry
Frustrated
Teddy is out

This PMT thingy strikes out
Oh it’s nearly gone
Has it?

Until next month

When the war will start all over again

I want to be free
I want to be me 
Not this 

This PMT thingy .

 

 

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Written by © Malc.Johnson 2008

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Wired Hearts poetry © Malc.Johnson & Lesley Kirk 2008