SKЯ3WBALLED

Monday, 10 August 2026

SKЯ3W

Skr3w, screw, barney McSkrew,

Screw them all and screw u too,

Been in a screw job n not 2 few,

Diablo witch screwed r whole crew.

Coz a screws a joe pullin u out of bed,

Stand by the wall put ur hands on ur head,

Open ur pockets and spins out ur bed,

A tru screw never 4gets a word uve said.

Coz a screw in the jaws pain u can't ignore,

Dental abcess my raw jaw is sore,

Too many meds n the floor is my whore,

N I can't even KO headbutting the door.

Coz a screw under my tyre is nothing new,

A skank neighbours plan n I've had a few,

Stuck roadside wiv nothing to do,

Ur wallets blank n ur mates r too.

Coz a screw on a driver is a tool jus right,

Always beware of that tool in a fight,

Plunge that shank n rotate it tight,

Bein pulled close as ur pupils unlight.

Coz a screw with a bird cud be overdue,

It could be the best screw u never knew,

Unthread ur stress the best u can do,

Unpop ur cork as ur nads turn blue.

Coz a screw aint a nail still I nailed it gd,

If u had to Google then u misunderstood,

That the thread of this Scr3w was meant 2 b good,

It only rhymes becoz I Skrewed it good.

Sunday, 9 August 2026

Court

Beep, beep, beep,

Got no sleep.

My fams outside,

2 collect the black sheep.

Coz court is sport,

But judgement aint short.

3 hour time 4 a crime,

Mad circus, I'm fraught.

Statements of fact,

Contain bull crap.

Was medically frazzled,

Now it's a lethal attack.

Stuck with no defence,

All my shrinks were bent.

Paper files all destroyed,

Now a new beak has bn sent.

She's read no dox,

Admitting from her spot.

So I'm looking at a stretch,

From her eyes 2 the dock.

Would hv gone down,

Never seen round town.

Guess it was my health n shiz,

That got me out of the pound.

I thought life wud get better,

But drama with each letter.

I'm in a black hole of depress,

Tryin not to think of the big shredder.

Dunno what to do,

Doctors got no clue.

Gettin sent round the houses,

It's all givin me the blues.

What is the point of this life,

If all I got is pain, trouble, n strife.

Got to find a reason to breathe,

Coz it's just mad stress all the time.

Sunday, 19 July 2026

Everyone Thinks

Everyone thinks I'm just a junkee,

But my fix is life, and realitee.

I'v hd more pins than a 2nd hand dartboard,

But got thick skin, n veins like cardboard.

You look at me and just see flee,

But raise ur hand n we can just be.

Runaways, from this manipulative system,

A dried up society, lacking wisdom.

We can be free, birds of a feather,

Flying high, lords of the weather.

Hold my hand n let's kick that can,

The landlord loans, n tick from the man.

We ain't got much,

But a little is a touch,

Rub those hands n a spark is born,

Spike your like, n pull out that thorn.

So dont look at me, wiv velocity,

I got more 2 my pours, than ur hostility.

So don't drink that fake bate,

Or ever tink it's 2 late.

Heaven can wait,

it's on renters rebate

Gods inside us anyway,

There no need to die 2 say hey.

But as no1s ever seen my tru pain,

This is where I begin again.

Saturday, 18 July 2026

Speech

Blue don't like the way I talk,

They say I slur so want to make me walk.

Sorry officer if I don't speak 2 ur like,

But there's no way I'm swapping wheels for a bike.

I pass every drink n drug test,

And I try and talk 2 u my best.

But coz I'm on a medical u hassle me,

Even though I got no driving crimes 2 see.

U keep telling me ur worried coz of my patter,

But what the fuck has that got to matter.

Ur just causing me DVLA shit for fun,

Jus coz u never liked my means n run.

All you cops are just the same,

Out to ruin another man's game.

Your just ruining my night n day,

Filling in forms for the DVLA.

I think I might switch my wheels for a scoot,

Just so I can pass old blue with a 2 finger salute.

Saturday, 4 July 2026

Notting Hill

In the huge crowd, bustled along,

People dancing, sound systems and chicken sales,

The music pounds, bones shake and we smile,

Cops stand on walls, as mollys sold below,

The huge expensive houses, have devalued to love.

Too much gum chewing, and skins on million pound stairs.

The parade is ignored as we dance in off limit streets,

Bass and drums, and a million moving feet.

Friday, 26 June 2026

Heat

I can't stand this heat,

Got Cancer on the beat.

My socks and pants are soggen,

Sweat drenched, ass n feet.

I can't move I'm frazzled,

A statue, no1 wud be dazzled.

Stuck still to my duvet,

N I'm wishing I was razzled.

My temp is higher than outside,

I got a crumple for a ride.

Go dizzy every time I get up,

Kissing carpet, as if I nearly died.

Dr Pepper's run out, so's my Coke,

N my Vapes nearly run out of smoke.

Don't dare to go out the front door,

Coz I'll blackout, in this hot air choke.

My neighbours been good to me,

Helping as I stagger, can hardly see.

Carrying my bags for me to the door,

Making sure I don't crumple in a heap.

Drip drop, sweat drips on my phone,

From my eyes n nose, my head wets the tone,

I cannot type the keyboards all wet,

Can't even call someone, stuck here alone.

I hate this heat, who would love it,

Rocking and swaying eyes all sweat blitz,

I don't want Chemtrails, don't want blue rain,

Just want a cold shower, n the weather can shove it.

Saturday, 20 June 2026

Painting

I loved that painting so much,

Wanting to reach out so much to touch.

The colours were so rich, I was in love,

Just staring at it gave me a rush.

I wanted to be in it, so real to view,

Wished I could be a character it knew.

The colours leaked from the canvas as if new,

Dripping colours, bright reds, violets, and blue.

The characters so clear I was immersed,

People were so alive, we conversed.

I was inside the painting, my mind was burst,

A character wishing for reality like thirst.

I loved that painting so much,

I was sucked into it, immediately on touch.

I looked back into a crowd in a bunch,

And saw people stare at me, silent in hush.

At first I didn't see the big deal,

People staring at me, eyes frozen cold steel.

But now I was in this painting for real,

Forever hanging on the wall, for visitors to feel.

Friday, 12 June 2026

Accused

John was sitting in an office that smelt more like a sterile doctors office as the two older men sat in front of him, notes in hand barely glancing up at him to make eye contact.

They were suited and booted, perfectly outfitted for the occasion.

"Your records show that you were involved in numerous serious incidences in your late teen years", said the main suit, not looking at him at all.

John thought of the irrelevance of such an assertion seeing it was almost 30 years ago.

How did they know what events had transpired, or why they took place at all.

They were just reading 2nd hand reports, written by people who weren't there at the time themselves, and now making judgments upon them.

He shuffled in his chair, letting the men read from these old notes. The less senior of the two occasionally interrupting the main accuser, trying to add even more irrelevant context to the already ancient unknown to their minds events that the main suit was reading at him.

This was so long ago, that no one but he knew the truth that had expired, yet they were not interested in his views, or the truth.

There was no point explaining anything to these people. Their minds had been made up about him before he had even entered the room.

Peoples minds were always made up about him before he had even opened his mouth.

Monday, 1 June 2026

Writing

I can't write, I can't type,

My internals R in a fight,

The light in my dots, is 2 bright,

N my stretched skin, is flared white.

I don't feel tops, to see youz,

But still want, to be with youz.

You're fundenental, my writing crew,

I'm jus 2 twisted up, 2 write wiv uz.

U don't want to see the ooze,

From my wounds, seepin thru the gooze,

Or numeriz cutsiz n bruise,

All cluz 2 my need, 2 b soothed.

Or the darts in my eyes,

As I try n fail 2 disguise.

The pain n anguise inside,

From a kneecap 2 my ego n pride.

So I sit alone, in my own zone,

Ignoring constant beeps, on my phone.

Soon my home won't be my own,

I'm vanished, alone, time wasted in stone.

Thursday, 28 May 2026

Flies

Flies, flies, they are everywhere,

They seem 2 be Luicifer of the air,

Don't, don't, open that bag right there,

You might jus get, a buzzing good scare.

Buzz, buzz, that blue bottle buzz,

2 wake up to that, is jus 2 much.

Chase, Chase, wave of a crutch,

Days n nights, it's jus 2 much.

Bags, bags, I clamber over bags,

All 2 chase that speedy hag.

Rag, rag, hand always with rag,

N in my other palm spray 2 tag.

Wait, wait, for the critter 2 land,

Approach real deft, with detol in hand.

Slow, slow, sneak n plan,

Spray that shiz, empty the can.

Pick, pick that dead body clear,

Just a fly 2 add 2 the bag right here,

Hope, hope, another won't appear,

Otherwise, I'll be fly catching all year.

Tuesday, 14 April 2026

NWO

Span flipped n double clipped,

I'm hung neck tight fully zipped.

Suffocate on lies til ur ripped n pipped,

Block em out n stay tight lipped.

Cream crackered splat n knackered,

Play a song I'm totally clappered,

Recognise my brain is totally splattered,

And nothing I ever did really mattered.

So explode the clones n dead drop zones,

We'll never know those AI drones.

Hacked phones and Israeli clones,

Is it better off being home alone?

The New World Order is mortal disorder,

Don't drive too far it's out of order.

Bilderberg meetings taped on recorder,

We're set for a total global reorder.

Your sanity replaced by virtual reality,

Bank cards stopped it's a trajedy,

Your family fallacy destoyed rapidly,

So ignore your apathy and disobey calamity happily.

Monday, 13 April 2026

Spider

Spider, spider, sticky web,

Clever creature, never forget.

One day you will be wrapped in his silk.

Stuck helpless as he covers you up.

Clueless and lonely for help.

He crawls over you with intent.

Tying you up entirely,

Anesthetised you stare blankly out.

That spider put you where he want,

Your soon going to be his snared eat.

So beware of that sticky little spider, spider.

An 8 eyed crawly assasin.

You'll never escape his web.

Everyone ends up trapped.

So just accept your fate.

Sunday, 12 April 2026

Dying

I got told I'm going to die,

Didn't even feel a tear cry,

Was blacked out in Clapham Station,

Til a good mate saved my life.

I got no blood inside me,

Lost so much weight I'm tiny.

Stuck in a familiar ward again,

Can't walk without getting grimy.

The doctors are the usual twats,

Really need to wear dunces hats.

I can't talk to them as their nobs,

But their thinkings really whacked.

I don't really care if I die,

It will be a court surprise.

I just want to get my book out,

So people knew I was alive.

So I'm just wasting away,

Too many meds stop my play.

I need to get on my laptop,

But I'm goofed out every day.

Friday, 3 April 2026

Ignorance

Out of ignorance we worshipped many a God,

From Olympus, Zeus ruled with an iron rod.

From Babylon, Hebrew's copied tyrannical myths,

And turned humans into an evil mob.

The Devil walked upon us with no fear,

From the time of Seth, Mithas and Sophia,

My Gnostic host was stolen from Greek tales,

And created into a mystery creature.

I don't cross any four step square,

Or have a 33rd degree handshake to share.

They say, "As above, so below",

For some it's all they care.

From Christian rule came the dark ages,

Burnt Alexandria down and stole vast pages.

The Vatican library holds many secrets,

Vast ancient knowledge held in cages.

Those Jesuit assassins for Rome,

Inquisitions killing far from home.

Masons and: Illuminati caused revolutions,

And contolled souls since, we've only known.

Wednesday, 1 April 2026

Wallpaper

You've torn it off,

N you've ripped it off,

Now its blood sport,

So you better run sport.

My best knifes out,

So I'll cut ur hearts out.

Hang em round my neck,

In a chain of disrespect.

But you better run fast,

Coz i throw my darts fast.

You've taken my paper away,

N now my demons on display.

I'll kill each one slow for fun,

Let lil Tommy see Daddy burn.

Blowing each one to dust,

You can try hide if you must.

You tore my skins wallpaper apart,

Now my essence is cast.

So whats keeping me here,

I got no fucking idea.

Tuesday, 31 March 2026

Wibble Wobble

Noodle foodle,

Get a poodle,

In a moodle,

Messy Skrew do.

Wibble wobble,

Puke on cobble,

Got no stubble,

Money trouble.

Legs on bed,

Better dead,

Chatter head,

Words never read.

So ribble dribble,

Just 4 Scribble,

Crunchy pibble,

For Constable Dibble.

Poppin smarties,

With no parties,

Lights off shortly,

Sick n poorly.

My Air flight,

Dog fight,

Inner might,

Im up all night

Wobbly heart ache,

For Gods sake,

Ill take a break,

It's final take.

Saturday, 28 March 2026

Cap Crap

Dressed smart, clean shave, n sat back,

But 2 the shrink I was a scruff in a cap,

I've never worn one, everyone knows that,

But didn't stop his report, full of crap.

Bur I'm always running late for appointment,

A societal n parental disappointment.

On the search for magic ointment,

To stop the pain in my knee joint.

Got rotting bones from inside,

And from the agony theres no hide.

Couldn't top myself when I tried,

N doubt anyone cared if I died.

So I'm stuck on this roundabout,

With no one there to help me out.

I get in trouble without a doubt,

So carry my briefs digits all about.

Coz this shits gonna come 2 an end,

Its twisted me round every tight bend.

Got no final address 2 send,

The last letter to write at the end.

So shake the bell on that tree,

Coz one day you'll stop seeing me.

It will happen quite suddenly,

Just be prepared for my tradgedy.

Sunday, 1 March 2026

Sitting Around

I'm just sitting around,

Pounding the ground.

Got too many fears,

To go walking in town.

Social workers ring,

Sayin I need help to think.

But got briefs and lawyers,

And trouble with shrinks.

No one wants to fix my arm,

Guess they think it's self harm.

But no one tried the obvious,

Now I'm left to rot in the farm.

We're all stuck in a human zoo,

Thinking we control what we do.

But we're in a 3D video game,

Zombified robots with no clue.

So I'm sitting around,

Just pounding my ground.

I'm just slipping away,

Into a dream, with no sound.

Sunday, 15 February 2026

SKЯ3W 2

SKЯ3W Epstein, n screw the news,

Vampire Satanic shiz, giving me the blues.

Skr3w the elite, n Skrew the u know who's,

This GoySlops makes us not know what to do.

Right this is a Skrewball all bout SkЯ3win,

It's flesh rot bog clot, hot pot stewin.

I don't care what u might now be doin,

It's time 2 get rap tight, wrong write, SЯ3wball Skrewing.

So the main man ain't 2 happy,

Got a goggled eyed baby, whose turned too dappy.

His wife's asked him 2 change his nippers nappy,

Coz his baby's assholes, gone all crappy.

Sloppy gloopy sunny side ups,

His misses needs a proper measuring cup.

She can't cook eggs so wats da fux up,

Man needs a woman, 2 clean up his muck up.

So fuck this, he's off for a drive,.

But got blue lights flashin, right behind,

TBH he don't really mind,

He shudn't B driving, wen he's legally blind.

So he gets pulled over by the dibble,

There mouths R frothing wiv spit n dribble.

He's getting nicked by PC Wibble,

So cold out here, he's got beach bra nipple.

Man is 1 that don't take shit, from might right bissies,

So gets right fightin tight n silly.

Then some cock cop, whacks him in the willy.

N now gettin clobbered by their extended Billy's.

So now he's in a wagon with a piss head,

Blood splattered alchie, drunk ol dick head.

Get 2 the station 2 get his rights read,

Put in a box 4 a night's free blue bed.

But at midnight he gets a real cop treat,

3 blue come in n he g3ts a mattress beat.

One cop gives him a feather tickle on his feet,

N another 1 gives his balls a mighty ol tweak.

Black blue bubbling cop rot shop,

Escaped from jail, nearly got shot.

Black eye, red eye, nose n snot,

Base balled legs n bloods runnin hot.

But that's the fun of the cops,

Get 6 o'clock knocks on his battered door box.

Rushes to hide all his stolen sox,

N hides his stash like a sly ol fox.

Now got s chicken soup, hot rash, nut sack,

Seems 2 hv got cock rot, from lovin his slag,

But she's in a hump coz she's on the rag,

So off 2 da clinic, 4 a spatula down his crack.

Smallpox, chicken pox, hd em all, small pup,

Bone rot, head blok, now got a sore Cock,

Balls hot, pants dropped, dox got a real shock,

Now it's pecker slot, red hot as in goes da spatula pop.

So this is a bubbled up, fucked up, mental Skrew,

Wat it means I ain't got a fxxking clue.

But I'm jus Skrewballing, all Of u,

N that's my homework for u writing crew,

Saturday, 7 February 2026

Reality

Once you try to define the infinite,

You have already failed.

We are the infinite,

experiencing reality.

Our job is not to seek self,

Self creates ego.

Ego creates separation,

Mind creates fear and ego.

Fear is an illusion,

Fear leads to paralysis.

Fear is your ego,

Ego leads to suffering.

We are just a ripple in the ocean,

Rising when we're born,

Falling when we die.

We are just a part of the ocean.

Ego is fear telling us we are seperate.

Ego is a hallucination.

You're the ocean,

Ego is a ripple that thinks it's the entire ocean.

Love is the only thing thats real.

Love casts out fear and ego.

Courage comes from love.

By love alone do we become one.

As above, so below,

Quantum physics proves that.

We are all connected,

Nothing exists independently.

We are the universe,

We are the divine,

We can't be infinite protecting a dream,

Drop the dream, and return to the whole.

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