Tributary

The love
I once
had to
give

Ran so
deep
and
wide

But now,
it seems,
the river
is dry

As I’m
all but
dead
inside

True Colours

What
else
did
you
lose

She
asked

On
the
day
he
died?

All
the
love
and
respect

I
once
had
for
you

She
bitterly
replied

Ceasefire

Not
even a
worldwide
pandemic

Is
enough
to make
you see

That what
happened
to us was
your fault

And you
should
apologise
to me

(A) Void

I
would
smash
that
glass

And
reach
for
your
hand

If
only
I was
allowed

Yet
we
have
no
choice

But
to
press
against
it

Hearts
broken
and
heads
bowed

Eighteen Months

It’s
all
still
so
fucking
surreal

I
can’t
get my
head
around
it

Fuck
knows
what
I am
supposed
to feel

Let
alone
how
to
explain
it

Gone Since September

Life gets a little easier

Day by day

As the worst of the heartache

Fades away

But the ostracism

That never ends

Although I’ve done all I can

To apologise and make amends

(Compass)ion

It must be
so easy
for you

Loving
your life
as you do

But spare a
thought for
the likes of me

Drowning
in a sea of
melancholy

Earthquakes

I’m
surprised
you are
coping
so well

Given
all
that
has
happened

I
felt
like my
world had
fallen in

And
that
my life
had been
flattened

428 Days Later

Never
before
have I
been so
trapped

In
such
a rigid
dichotomy

Between
being so
physically
restrained

Yet
emotionally
feeling
so free

Bereavement

Just
when
I think
I’ve got
no tears
left

They
fall
down
my
face
again

Why
the fuck
didn’t
someone
tell
me

How
to
prepare
for all
this
pain

Grieving

Are you
sure it’s
gone?

What
about
love?

He
asked

Compassion?

Make
no
mistake

I’ve
lost
it all

She
replied

Her
face,
ashen

Nyctophilia

I’m
better
alone
than in
company

Just
like I’m
happier
in the
dark

That
way
I never
have to
see anyone

Or
hear
another
disparaging
remark

The Spiral

It feels like
every day I fall

A little further
down the hole

Losing just
a wee bit more

Of my mind,
body and soul

Bleeding

It feels
like I’ve
been robbed

Of the
only love
in my life

This pain
runs deep,
she sobbed,

As it cuts
through me
like a knife

Catching Up

It
was
so
good
to see
you

But
now
I’m
glad
you’ve
gone

You
remind
me too
much of
my life
before

And
what
has
since
gone
wrong

What’s The Point?

It
feels
like
I’ll
never
laugh
again

As my
life
is so
full of
sorrow
and pain

Like
I’ll
no
longer
be able
to smile

And
that
nothing
I do will
ever be
worthwhile

Afternoons

Once again
it’s that
time of day

Do I get
out of bed
or stay

Here all
afternoon
and wonder

Why our
hearts were
torn asunder

Keeping Busy

It’s been
a busy
few days

In
many
ways

But now all
my tasks are
completed

So with
nothing
left to do

I’ll soon
be thinking
of you

And how
I’ve been left
feeling cheated

‘Handsome Devil’

There
was
once a
light

That
shone
in my
life

But
now it’s
sadly
gone out

For
I
have
found

Heroes
let
you
down

Of that
there
can be
doubt

Inevitability

I’m
not
sure

I can
give
any
more

I think
I’ll
have
to stop

There
is
nothing
left

Now
I’m
bereft

But to
wait
for the
other
shoe
to drop

The Fall

I am
unsure
how it
happened

And I
certainly
don’t
know why

There’s
nothing left
for me to
do now

But
just sit
around
and cry

Tuesdays

Waking up tired,
Heart already in pain

I really can’t be arsed,
with this shit again

A Little More

As I fall
apart
a little
more
each day

I wonder
if I’ll
always
feel
this way

How
much
lower
can I
sink?

Who will
pull me
back
from the
brink?

Emotional Flux

The guilt
I feel
when
I smile

Consumes
my day
and night

Perhaps I
should
just wait
a while

Before
thinking
it’s alright

Then And Now

I
was
so
happy
back
then

But
now
I’m
full
of
woe

I’m
definitely
not the
carefree
person
I was
a year
ago

?

What did I do
to deserve this?

Why did this
happen to me?

Where will
I end up now?

Who is coming
to save me?

Only You

With my
heart
in my
mouth

And my
head
in my
hands

It saddens
me to realise

That no one
understands

Mourning

Darkness
casts a
shadow
over my
head

As it
does
over
my
heart

Thoughts
and
dreams
of you
abound

As does
sorrow
that we
had to
part

At A Bedside, Desolate

There
is no
more
hope.

There
are no
more
dreams.

My life
continues
to fall apart
at the seams,

As I
lie here
thinking
of you.

Wondering
what the fuck
I’m supposed
to do.

Now.

Wall Art

I can’t
look at
your
photos
anymore

They make
my heart
too heavy
and my eyes
too sore

Witchcraft

I thought
talking
would make
it easier

But if
anything
it’s made
it worse

It seems
there’s
nothing
I can do

To rid
myself
of this
curse

Sunrise

I woke
up crying
again today

So much so
I struggled
to breathe

How much
longer must
I endure this?

When is
there an end
to this grief?

Pout

It
hurts
to smile

After
a
while

So you
start
to pout

As your
insides
turn out

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