I knew from the beginning
He said
Within you there was a spark
Writing is now a passion
She said
With misery my trademark
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I knew from the beginning
He said
Within you there was a spark
Writing is now a passion
She said
With misery my trademark
Well it’s the same room but everything is different…’
‘Memory only slumbers
It never dies’
– Unknown
There it goes
The last glimmer of humanity
Flushed down the bog
Along with my sanity
All that time
You never knew
How broken I was
Beneath the mask
And it wasn’t because
I didn’t tell you
You just never cared enough
To ask
You say you’re ever loving
Yet your cruelty holds no bounds
If you care as much
As they tell me
Then why do you make me frown
All is quiet
There’s no more debate
In the place of love
That lives beyond hate
With a click of a button
Just like that
It’s like you never even existed
All of those chats
Archived away
And any future contact, restricted
You’re OK
You know
Most days
You just get on
With things
Then suddenly
Out of nowhere
It hits you
At the foot
Of the stairs
And you weep
As you realise
Most days
Will never
Be the same
Again
You really should know by now
He said
You’ve been around for long enough
I guess I’m just an optimist
She said
And perhaps a tad out of touch
Did I really
Dodge that bullet
Or just hide
Behind you instead
I guess now
We’ll never know
As I’m alive
And you’re dead
I’m sorry I didn’t listen
He said
But I thought I knew it all
Now I’ll watch from the sidelines
She said
And cheer on your downfall
‘Best notify my next of kin
This wheel shall explode…’
‘I don’t care ’cause I’m not there
And I don’t care if I’m here tomorrow’
‘The Almighty tells me he can get me out of this mess, but he’s pretty sure you’re fucked.’
– Steven Of Ireland
It’s pretty hot in here
He said
Do you think we should leave
We’ll be here until we die
She said
Stop being so fucking naive
Remember when I told you
I wished that I was dead
And you thought it was all
Just nonsense in my head
Well maybe now you’ll realise
You will finally get to see
The worst thing that you ever did
Was not to believe me
I haven’t slept
On that side
Even after
All this time
It will forever
Lie empty
As it’s yours
Not mine
Xxx
How on earth do you cope
He asked
With all the loneliness
You don’t have any choice
She said
When you’ve got no one left
If only I could tell you
But you wouldn’t understand
I don’t know how to open up
Or even if I can
Sharing how I feel with you
Would be difficult at best
So I will just keep trudging on
With my cards close to my chest
Leaping out of the frying pan
Headlong into the fire
Perhaps at the expense of love
But quenching my desire
Starting again
With eyes wide open
Less of a chance
Hearts will be broken
It’s like reading
Someone else’s words
Listening
To someone else’s story
But the heartache
And the pain
That’s still all mine
Even though I’ve lost
And she has won
I know your love
Will never be undone
‘But she only comes when she’s on top…’
‘Just because you feel good
Doesn’t make it right’
In your room
I got undressed
As my body took over
And my heart left
I thought I was prepared
For when my body I bared
Albeit I’d be a little jumpy
I just didn’t expect
When you kissed my neck
The road ahead would be so bumpy
Thanks for talking to me
He said
I hope it was of some worth
Thank you for listening
She said
It brought me back to earth
Just keep on walking
He said
And don’t you ever come back
Just stop fucking talking
She said
You’ve already won this attack
You must know why
I behave this way
The resignation is clear
On my face
You of all people
Should understand
My need for time
And space
It’s sad that you have to endure
The same shit that I did
Remarks about your skin colour hurt
Especially when you’re a kid
Just know that you’re amazing
As you’re growing day by day
You’ll always be the better person
No matter what they say
You might be pretty
On the outside
But you’re sure as shit
Ugly within
If only your
Personality
Was as radient
As your skin
Time is running out
She said
Remember we’re on the clock
I wish you’d just stop checking
He said
And focus on my… shoulder
Sometimes I wish I’d said yes
All those years ago
Perhaps if I had
It might well have gone bad
But at least now we’d know
‘Bite my lip and close my eyes,
Take me away to paradise…’
“Books cannot be killed by fire.
People die, but books never die. No man and no force can put thought in a concentration camp forever.
No man and no force can take from the world the books that embody man’s eternal fight against tyranny.
In this war, we know, books are weapons.”
– Franklin D. Roosevelt
Sitting alone
The world disjointed
I sip my coffee
Disappointed
The world didn’t stop
But I did
You all carried on
While I went and hid
If all I had to do
Was tolerate you
Then really
You should’ve just asked
It was when I thought
You wanted more
That I totally
Fucking cracked
If you can’t win
Don’t lose
What if your best
Isn’t good enough
What if things
Shouldn’t be this tough
Maybe it’s OK
That I want more
And I deserve
What I’m asking for
We were friends
Before we were lovers
And that’s what I miss
The most
They say after a while
It stops hurting
Yet thirty one months later
I’m still in pain
If anything it feels
Like I’m reverting
Back to those dark old days
Again
Life goes on
Day after day
I just wish it didn’t
Have to be this way
Xxx
You can run
But you can’t hide
For I will never
Be defied
‘Oh, why can’t we talk again…’
I can explain
He said
If you want to hear it
I don’t have time
She said
For anymore bullshit
‘I’ve been locked inside your heart shaped box for weeks…’
‘In the twist of separation
You excelled at being free’
‘You teach me now how cruel you’ve been – cruel and false! Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they’ll blight you – they’ll damn you. You loved me – then what right had you to leave me? What right – answer me – for the poor fancy you felt for Linton?
Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing God or Satan could inflict would have parted us, you, of your own will did it. I have not broken your heart – you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me, that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you – oh, God! would you like to live with your soul in the grave?’
– Emily Brontë
So it seems I have
A second chance
Another shot
At potential romance
Problem is
Where to start
How do I open
This Stygian heart
You can tell me all you want
That you can hear him
But I’ll never believe it’s true
For if he was talking to anyone
From the ‘other side’
Then it would be me, not you
Xxx
What happens when the music stops
She said
Do we have to go home?
Wherever you end up going
He said
You won’t be going alone